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I left a bottle so you could sail your note to sea

written by: PMMurphy

@PMMurphyArtist

 

the calluses of my skin are rough
from all the days of crumbling the ideas
i planned to etch in your brain
it was just a reminder of days past
days to come, simpleton thoughts
and reflections of triumphs and losses
like an oxymoron written to seduce
it just didn't work.

so i ripped at the seams everything
from the center of each page i began to stab
may my ink never be worthy of your eyes
but your eyes i still wish to glance upon
time has forsaken my angst as my skin
all but wrinkles and hair all but fades.

on the beach i visit, i know you do too
the carbonated soda we drank together
i kept each long winded form of glass
sacred to my soul
as i left it dripping empty on the beach
hoping you might come past
and drift it out with something of your own
and so it may find someone a little more worthy

PMMurphy

PMMurphy

Hi my name is Patrick Murphy, I am a writer in the confessional genre of poetry.
I write for fun and hobby first and enjoy it as an art form.
My goal is to help fight stigma when it comes to mental illness.
PMMurphy
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