If Only
To be one with the sea,
No one would know,
No one would care.
The pain of nothing would cease to exist,
Feeling the water fill your lungs,
If only.
Funny how you'll only feel alive
On the brink of death
Finally one with nature.
The water filling your lungs,
The burning wrath of pain,
If only.
Yearning to feel your existence,
Yearning to feel the pain.
You envy those who feel it,
They're alive while you're dead.
You died years ago,
Your soul is gone,
Your body is empty, wandering the Earth.
Not broken, but untouched.
Yearning to feel your existence,
To be alive.
If only.
The effort to keep your heart beating,
When you're already dead.
Bring your soul back to this earth among the living,
Stay alive,
If only.
Copyright © Stephanie Oakland | Year Posted 2017
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