my mind feels like a fish, searching for the sea of tranquility, my emotions and never ending hate, keeps me stuck in this harsh reality, needing water to survive, in my life none i can find, how long can i survive like this, it seems im always out of time, i rush to meet my doom, bad decisions all along the way, this is keeping out of the water, much to my dismay, will i ever make it, or am i destined to die this way, that water is so crystal clear, but its always out of my reach, an unnatanable goal, crawline towards it with my fins, still traveling way too slow, the path is too confusing for me, ive almost lost all hope, but off in the distance i can make out the shape of a boat, everything seems out of context, and none of this makes sense, who could have ever imagined, my mind could be so dense, so on these sands i lay, gasping for each breath, the longer i stay on this shore, the closer it brings me to death...
Reason for writing:
why cant i find anything positive to write about you ask....because im depressed each and every day and i cant make it stop
Birth sign: Aries
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