Anchored
Here it sits
Squarely in my heart
Enfolded in the petals of a coronary black rose
Withered and piteous
A cloying weight
Heavy
Grief-sodden
Perforated with bewilderment
It rests below my collarbones
Stifling each beleaguered breath
Damming my apprehensive blood
It clings
Battening down the hatches
An anchor spiraling down into a murky abyss
The fathomless chamber of my soul
Where it came from no one knows
Not I nor god nor the ruthless demons that made it
But it is within me now
A hulking black shadow of despair
Restless
Hungry
Doomed and longing to take me down with it
To drag me under the swirling inky waves
Until all that is left
Is a pale ivory hand
Fluttering helplessly above the surface
Waving the white flag of surrender
Before the murky weight swallows me whole
Drawing me down and down and down
To where the shadows sleep
Copyright © Amy Van De Casteele | Year Posted 2009
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