Chapped Lips

Chapped lips thirst,

Resisting the heat

And the troubles it brings. 

Seared into memory

So deep,

The intoxication of games and lies.

And words battling words

Endless battles. 

And the blood that remained. 

Carry me on

On a wave out in the sea.

Where I can be free

And pure as the surf

So white. 

Drifting on and on

In search of the horizon

And looking into the abyss. 

But take me away. 

You must. 

From these walls

That bury me deeper. 

Gods from the sea,

Throw a drop of water

Upon chapped lips.