Dolphin Crimson

How can I close my eyes and look away
when your face is there, behind the sun
in the kitchen
in the deepest part of me.
When the pain returns in twitches
and warm summer eves sweep me in sweat
when the burning soles tell me to run
and never stop
When the storm is brewing
and my bed is breaking in half
and the headphones can no longer mute this silent scream
this cry for help
this scream in sorrow
this confession
I was wrong
... and like a dolphin I dive, slowly
into the sea