#shipwreckedpatterns

We were like the waves and the beach

Crashing into each other over and over

But, yet never remaining together

We continue to drift apart

We were nothing

Our love like a shipwrecked boat

Destined to never go anywhere

But still we try to fix it

We go on and on like this

Building our ships, only to wreck again

On the same shore as before

Fighting an endless war

I wish I could break the pattern

I wish I could move on

I wish I could not be jealous

"The winds keep taunting my sail,

Prompting me into an erratic motion.

Spinning in the midst of nowhere

Whilst waves crash— as if in confusion.

Among the unpalatable noise,

I discern a distant voice.

"Who are you?" I reckoned.

The sea groaned, I froze for a second.

It was an unfathomable song,

But beyond my cognizance,

I knew I was enchanted,

By a spell in which I danced along.

Hypnotized;

By the beauty of the unseen.

Mesmerized;

Like a broken time machine.

Face is moist with spray of brine,

Teal currents provoke my senses,

Weaker consciousness,

But sharper taste and sight.

Hovering into the myriad of waves,

Willingly victim,

My life measured in drops of

Hourglass sand grains.

Patterns of notes fade,

Desperately gasping for life.

Slowly being shipwrecked,

Together with my virtual wife."