The Ocean And The Seagulls...
by Michelle G. Curiel 1996

She broke her promise,
and begged for another chance.
But he wouldn't listen,
He got up, and walked away.
Never to return.
He was her only hope,

And now, he was gone.

Her vision blurred.
But this time, not because of the
fine dust that had destroyed her,
but because her life had just come to an end.
He was her life.
And now, he was gone.

She had no friends, no family, no money.
Nothing.

She tried to focus on her surroundings,

and waived her arms around aimlessly,
not knowing what to do with herself.
He was the only one who loved her.

And now, he was gone.

Memories of her disturbing life continually
hammered at her head.
Just like the great waves that violently
crashed and pounded against the rocks
far below the crumbling cliff she stood upon.
He was everything.
And now, he was gone.

Make it stop!
Her vision now returned,
and she could see so clear,
it was as if she were seeing
her surroundings for the first time.
He gave her his love.
And now, he was gone.

The ocean. So Beautiful. So Majestic.
How she wished she could be
a part of something so breathtaking.
The waves continued to crash harshly
against the strong unfeeling rocks.
He gave her so many chances.
And now, he was gone.

Overhead, seagulls flew freely over the
magnificent ocean.
She wanted to be like them.
The seemed so free, something she never was.
She was a prisoner of her own mind.

He made her happy.
And now, he was gone.

The ocean and the seagulls
were at peace, and that
was all she ever wanted.
She closed her eyes,
and became part of the ocean.
He walked out of her life.

And now, she was gone.

 

 


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