If the world is an ocean
Where is my oar
In want of a life vest
Tossed head over heels relentlessly
Struggling to catch a breath
Saltwater on my face
The sea glitters teasingly around me
Am I meant to just keep swimming
And they said the Titanic was unsinkable
But the waves never quit kissing the shoreline
Even as they're sent away again and again
This poem doesn't rhyme...lol
ReplyDeleteBut seriously I'm enjoying taking a late night moment to try a catch up on some posts.
Awesome as always!
;) Thanks!
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