Sinking soul — Summary

I'm not filled with void anymore The pain doesn't hit deep down to my core Life is no more a host to grief Still, sometimes; I find myself gnawing at my sanity My heart drowning My soul sinking My eyes above the ocean Body numb below Ears open to the mocking waves Blood turning cold The heart still naive About to immerse Too scared of its grave Wrestling my existential angst The affliction often seems incurable And the body, succumbed Resolved in the earth again To deliver a piece of mine Not broken Not aching Not a sinking soul, inutile Perhaps, like a flash of beauty.

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Susovan's poem begins with relief: the speaker says the emptiness is gone and grief no longer rules their life. But the word "Still" turns everything around. Sometimes the old despair comes back, and the poem pictures it as drowning. The eyes stay above the water while the body goes numb below, and the ears hear waves that seem to mock. The heart is described as "naive" and afraid of its own grave, which suggests it clings to life even as it sinks.

The speaker admits that this struggle with existential angst can feel incurable. Yet the ending shifts. The body, "resolved in the earth again," leaves behind something "not broken" and "not aching," perhaps "like a flash of beauty." The mood is heavy, quiet and cold, but it closes on a faint, uncertain hope. The poem suggests that pain may not have the last word, and that something lasting and lovely might remain.

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