the blue sky begins to disappear with the coverage from ashy grey clouds
the sand grows cold, the shops on the boardwalk all close
the siren blares, warning us of the storm that is approaching
the thunder claps once and frozen water droplets crawl from the sky and absorb into the granulated particles of seashells and garbage that coats the ocean floor
the lightening paints the sky a shy color of white and I lie back on the cooling sand
and i'm yearning for the water droplets to turn to acid
so that they may strip me of the skin that conceals all of my hurt
and melt the marrow in my bones that hold me together and keep me moving
and cleanse the blood that runs through the veins that continue to keep my sorry heart pumping
without any pain
but these acidic droplets i dream of will just slice through my skin
causing my blood to bubble up
and my organs to split apart
and leave such horrific and painful scars on my once so vibrant body
to remind me of how agonizing it was
when you left us