Untamed

Lifeless.

Your body.

Lifeless.

xxx

Sounds of voices.

Anxious,

loud,

overbearing.

Sounds of

people desperately

trying to revive you.

xxx

Silence.

Those voices

give way to

another noise.

xxx

The worst noise.

xxx

A mothers screams.

xxx

Sobs as she learns

they can’t save you.

that your soul

has been carried

away with the ocean

that filled

your little lungs.

xxx

I still hear her.

The cry.

Unidentifiable noises

emerging from

her shattered body.

xxx

I still hear her.

Begging you not 

to leave.

Begging you to stay

because its Christmas.

xxx

I still hear her.

every time

I visit the ocean.

Waves carrying

those sobs.

xxx

When will I not

hear her?

When will I be free from 

that noise?

Free from the vision

of you

lifeless?

xxx

Probably the same

as the woman who

carries you in 

her dreams.

xxx

Never.