shipwrecked

Losing the cords,

these tiny magical thoughts

I tried to create

but you are over the ocean.

I have these broken ends

in my hands and I knew

that I can't sail with you.

It's a kind of deja vu

I know too well.

Shipwrecked, I pull back.

I can't fix my heart anymore

but I try to cut the cords

and bury my feelings

deep down in the sea.

This poem is part of my book "Ghost Stories II", available on Amazon worldwide

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