Constellations have fallen into the sea,
Swimming on the brink of every dark ocean.
Forsaken by the most beautiful stars,
Shunned by every lover of heavenly gods.
Destined to swim off the edge of this
Hideous two-dimensional realm.
Perhaps blessed in the eyes of the hurt,
A forced hand of homicidal-suicide.
Burdened to swallow salt water and spit
Out every ounce of their life blood.
Bruised and living on the filth of this water,
Drifting beyond any recognized state of sanity.
I think I understand, but a second wave has knocked my feet from under me. I'm drowning in your words...
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I would like to translate this poem
So soul feeding is what's above, great one.