yep, it's another poem. written by me this time. no it doesn't rhyme. i just wrote down how i feel right now....
Is it really so hard to try to keep life nice?
To keep ones self happy?
Apparently so.
Each time I find a bit of happiness,
An island of glee to hold onto,
Life sends a hurricane to knock me off,
Sweep me away,
Destroy whatever I'm hanging onto.
I'm drowning again,
Being suffocated by Life's whirlpools.
It's not an unfamiliar feeling,
But a horrible one all the same.
Work after work,
Life piles up more and more,
I can't see anymore.
I'm swimming blind,
Barely getting by.
I have a life ring though,
A single beacon of light,
Illuminating Life's dark ocean.
No matter how bad things get,
He's there, keeping me afloat.
But I can't even keep hold of him,
Life's ocean batters me, tears me away
From him, and the comfort he brings.
More things thrown on the pile,
I'm sinking fast again.
My life ring, too far away.
Somehow I swim back up to the surface.
Each time it's harder though.
How long before I cannot anymore?
How long before I drown?
 bunnyfan194 · Tue Oct 28, 2008 @ 06:18am · 1 Comments |
