I am not a battleship

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this one, as I thought about soldiers going away, first breaking the hearts of their loved ones, but their families and loved ones are always there for them. In the end the soldier is done "fighting", they are done being "battleships". They come home for good.

Submitted: September 28, 2013

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I have sunk like a battleship,
I am finally done fighting.
Darkness can enfold the curves of my heart,
And spit out the happiness in my soul.

Why?
Why is this darkness so cold?
I can barely feel the fingers of your love,
As they reach under for me,
Trying to pull me back out of this hole.

I have killed so many of your smiles,
Knowing I have broken your heart,
Into the millions of shards of fragileness lying about the dirt,
I still moved on.

You.
You are the one that has reached for me,
Kindness and love still lingering in your touch.
But I am done fighting.
How long must I fight?
I have fought my feelings and emotions.
I am done being tossed side to side in the oceans...
I am not a battleship.

The sun has come up,
Yet I can hardly feel her warmth.
The moon has gone away,
And I still see it's glowing sorrow.
But I am no longer a battleship in this newness you brought me,
With such love,
With such passion,
That you could never see me sink.
I have become something more useful,
I have become your life raft.
We shall not sink,
And your heart will never again be broken.


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