Stream of Consciousness
Perhaps It's A Little On The Nose
Float, float, float your boat, quietly down the stream,
Carefully, carefully, carefully we don't want to sink!
Deep, dark, stark is the vicious undertow
waiting, waiting, waiting to strip your flesh to bone!
Every dark, cruel and poisonous thought is waiting underneath,
the glass-like surface that reflects your every thought and dream!
Deep, deep, deep it goes through your very soul,
the waters cold, the night is dark, and you are on your own!
About the Creator
Hope Martin
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I am a mother, a homesteader, and an abuse survivor.
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Comments (6)
Precisely "Grey's Anatomy dark and twisty." Tis the season. Yikes!
I love the dark direction this took!
Oooo, I loveeeeee the dark twist to this! Hehehehehe
Nice one but I wasn't able to read it... The melody was getting in the way. It just has to be sung!
Thoughts people? Thinking of doing an audio reading of this out loud in the creepiest voices ever...?
So grim and heavy, wonderfully composed- a darkly beautiful reflection on all-consuming fears!