oceans deep

oh, July baby, the sky has gone dark.

Your oceans of promises have pulled away with the tide,

disintegrating behind the horizon

like the sun setting daily.

They stay long enough to remember, but never to feel.

They’re always empty, which truly kills me.

You love me, yet you rarely attempt CPR,

even after I’ve drowned

and have to empty my lungs.

You leave me laying on the side of the beach, staring across the water,

watching as you and your limited promises disappear into the night.

I’m screaming in between choking on the

salty tears of the earth.

I can’t tell the difference between mine and the water anymore.

The world is dark.

& you are gone until the sun comes back up in the morning,

then we do it all again.