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Medusa - Swimming

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Medusa, can you hear me?
From where i sit beneath this water..
Those serpents in your hair..
Do they bite, and when they do..
Do you scream?
Medusa..
I can feel your breath upon my face..
Why take me from my only hope..
The only place where im living..
Beneath the water,
Your serpents are hazy..
The fangs unclear..
I cant accept the poison,
Not anymore.
Not from where i rest..
Rest, why lie..
Im left alone, under the water..
A shimmering mirror..
Reflecting you back to.
You.
You cant see me can you?
The laughter, it isnt meant for me.
Everyone else but me..
Who i used to be..
When i walked upon the surface..
Could shift my eyes to your face..
The poison doesnt affect me anymore.
I wonder why i ever tasted fascination..
Served upon that silver plate..
In opium laced chocolates, so tempting..
So luscious when placed upon the tongue..
I felt your dagger one day.
All alone,
Felt it hot upon my throat,
Heat is relative, when its cold..
My heart will burn..
The snow that surrounded me was fire..
I was lost, a crimson daze of chocolate's..
Of richness and life, everything around me..
I was naked..
Before you, do you remember?
No, dear..Of course you dont..
Dont shake your head with those tears in your eyes..
Im pining here beneath the sea..
Droplets of salt, tears mingle..
Pleasure, Pain and Ocean..
All the same in taste...
Its why i live here..Yes, dear..
I purposely threw myself off that cliff..
Not here, just over there..
Where the sun sets in red..
The waves crash and the birds scream..
I heard them scream, it drowned out my own..
Who could know that i could fly?
Wings i had, made of silk and wrapped around my thighs..
A lover's touch, heaven in your eyes..
In the eyes of falling for far to long..

Im alone here..
And you turn away.
Remember what ive done.
I know it shall haunt you.
Lady with the serpents in your hair.
You never meant to be cruel..
I know that from the sound of your tears..

Just the sound of your tears..
Where nothing can hide..
Its a symphony, cradled upon the wind..
Nothing can hide..
Except for me, buried beneath..
The shifting tide..
Liquid is raw, silk and inviting..
Nothing can touch my face..
Not that pain, Not anymore..
For when i turn my head..
Lay my cheek upon this grave..
Its already there.
Somone i care about told me of a song, called Nightswimming by REM. He said it reminded him of me, in the way it made him calm.. Its one of those songs that i can cry during the listening of, and i did the first time i listened to it. But regardless, i wrote this to that song.. So it flows better when they are read/played together.

This isnt my normal style, i dont stay in the same style very often. *Shrugs* I hope that whoever reads this doesnt mind :P But ultimately, i wrote it for me.

When i was younger, i lived in maine. Portland to be exact, right on the coast, and i would go swimming, all the time. In pools, in the ocean, anywhere i could. I used to love it, in fact i still do. The feeling of being submerged and surrounding is unsurpassed by anything. It was my outlet for alot of pain..

And then we moved away to places that didnt have my outlet. I turned to cutting, that was my outlet. Now i dont cut, i forced myself to stop that.. Now i dont have an outlet..

Kinda hard to explain, but this poem, and that song, are a melancholy reminder of how i used to get away from it all..What i used to hide beneath..

I suppose, writing will have to be my outlet from now on, eh? :P

The ever sweet `kara helped me brush up a part that i kinda of lost track in. Go look at her stuff, i command you, because no one has ever supported me more than she has.
© 2003 - 2024 rudhira
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BlackPowder's avatar
beautiful...
my head stings...
i want to swim now...