DrowningA Poem by Andrew Hawkins
There's a grey dampness that surrounds my life,
like a cold and grey fall day. When in every direction misery lies, no more than a footstep away. Like the mist and fog, the clouds of my life, roll in with the rising tide, and a wave of despair comes crashing in, and washes me over the side. I know that the sun is there somewhere, though its been a while since I've seen, its bright golden glow in the morning, or felt its warmth on my skin. Im scared that there is a time up ahead, when I'll swim to the surface for air, and finally break free of depression, to find that there's nobody there. © 2010 Andrew Hawkins |
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1 Review Added on July 12, 2010 Last Updated on July 12, 2010 AuthorAndrew HawkinsRichibucto, New Brunswick, CanadaAboutWhile the jury is still out about life beginning at 40 it seems, for me at least, poetry began at 40. Other than the enforced scribblings of a young child I haven't written poetry for thirtysomethi.. more..Writing
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