A Poem I Wrote Today Out Of Boredom Oceans Depth

The ocean swells, deepest wells, from where darkness dwells. Deepest water rocks and sways leaving corpses in it's wake. Ravens caw above the shore picking flesh and leaving sores. Sockets dry and bones bare, bloated bodies everywhere. The smell of death in the air, broken families left in despair.
It could have been avoided, nothing lost, if we would have paid the cost. The dice are cast we paid our price, and all it costed was our lives.

 

wow, that is some powerful imagery in that poem, KittyCrusader.....and you wrote that because you were bored?

"Ravens picking flesh and leaving sores...."....my gosh.....

 

Sometimes my mind wanders and I have dreams of Ravens. They come and go when I'm asleep or awake. I write to remember them sometimes if they are interesting.