Jagged

Just a slice

A sliver

A tiny piece of heart

But slices add up 

Slivers are splinters

And tiny pieces

Can become a whole

And too late I realize there is

Nothing left to sustain me

Forfeit

No point in trying

Since in the pitch black no one

Can see you screaming

Purgatory

Master of deception

Father of lies

Crippling self-doubt

Mirrors don't tell true stories 

Tossed on the rocks

Discarded 

Abandoned

Left behind with only 

White cliffs as a prison

Using the rocks to smash

My hands

To make sure I can feel

Using the glass to cut

My arms

To make sure I don't 

Wanting to be seen

Wanting to be forgotten

Unsure where I belong 

Beacon

The wind and sun burned my skin

The salt stung my eyes

And still I didn't care 

I had to stay

Until my love returned 

And now my skin doesn't feel

And my eyes no longer water

He never returned 

And I am unable leave to leave

This lighthouse 

Even though our lights

Extinguished together 

Bindings

Eyes

Wrists

Elbows

Knees and

Ankles

All hugged with

Crimson velvet

Comfort in restriction 

Peace in immobility

Only you understand 

The trust I give 

Because you're usually wrapped 

In crimson

Tropical

Sitting at the edge

Feet dangling 

Toes drawing infinity symbols

In warm teal waters

Soft breeze tosses 

Jasmine my way

It's easy to imagine sitting 

Next to her when I close 

My eyes 

NaCl H2O

The panic sets in

I won't be able to make it

Back to you

The sun's going down 

The water's going up 

Just a matter of time before

I drown in tears

I'll press my fingers to the glass

And pray you find me

Before I can't come back