This overwhelming sadness casts its shadow across my life. Burying my hopes and dreams in waves of pain. There’s an emptiness inside of me that could swallow entire worlds. Every time a wave recedes and some semblance of hope shines through, another wave comes crashing down to destroy me. The fatigue of keeping my head above the water is setting in. I’m ready. Ready to sink to the depths below. Maybe there’s another world down there. Somewhere that this life doesn’t exist. But that’s just another dream to entice this already tired mind. There’s another wave approaching. I welcome it with outstretched arms…
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I lost my surfboard a long time ago….nicely written. It’s amazing how such a tired mind can produce something as poetically flowing as that. Cheers
thats Xactly how i feel!