remember me when i am dead like the nights once spent slowly submerging in rising tides a boy feels his skin crack as salt stains skin encumbered by fear and desperation comprehension floats mere feet from his grasp as he lays his heavy head to rest bubbles softly break his lips he tries not to let the teeth gape but he smiles as he slowly sinks all that has been is washing away sleepless nights kissless confrontation memories stay at the surface now unencumbered by fear and a grasp on comprehension waves wash worries overhead sinking deeper into a comfort never seen felt heard salt has never tasted so good eyes are shut to this day past and nights to come never held high as it floats to the surface there is something missing under the sun it is worth the effort to find with sunburst pupils ill hold myself high raise my halo to the sky and kiss the ground in this i feel hear taste i no longer see the ocean remember me when i am dead