Water.
Lights dancing on the surface.
Cold,
Alive,
Helpless
I give up.
I still see his face.
Bitterness
Swirls inside
Climbing up
My throat.
My body is not mine anymore.
Pain catches my breath
Mid-sigh,
My chest tightens
Letting no air out.
What is this horror?
My mind beats against it
Dark water reflecting
The lights,
I can feel it
Yet I cannot
Turn my head to see.
Panic seizes my heart
Storm settles in
Painting
The end in million hues
Of water, for
And rain.
Am I going to die like that?
Stones weighing
My coat
I feel them
But I don't know how
They got there.
Brother mine, what have you done?..
Your heart will fail you
One day
As you've failed me
Then
I'll see you again.
Help me, Lord.
Abide with me! fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens;
Lord, with me abide!
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me.
You’ve captured that moment between breath and silence, between life and death, with aching clarity. This reads like a memory being sung underwater which was fragmented, urgent, and devastatingly human.
Raw and beautiful, Helena!