Shark.

In the water you are
capable you are not
the red in you
mixes with the water out
as your body quivers
the coldness is everywhere
and the hopeless thought
begins to be replaced
with the person in you
that is of a cruel thought
longing for the shark
to tare you
to rip the limbs
to eat on your flesh
because the coldness of the water
the loneliness that it feels
awaiting death
smothers the survival instinct
and even though your skin is tough
the shark bites
loosing a tooth
replacing it
swimming up
you survived it once
and it’s back
and you want to quit
you want to succumb to death
yet you know that death
is nothing if life
isn’t a struggle
so you swim faster
in search of the island
in which is your strength.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina