Lost At Sea

Trapped in a complex sea of confusion,

I bundle up, holding myself in fear.

Rapid waves crash below me,

wind strikes me from all directions.

Lost in a path of unhappiness,

I sit and wait, hoping, begging, praying for it all to be over.

The darkness of the gray storm covers the skies,

It drenches me in droplets of turmoil and depression.

I cry out for help, for everything to be okay again,

but nobody can here me.

I am all alone, deserted.

With nothing to do, with no one to turn to.

I close my eyes in an attempt to envision something else, anything else.

A picture of a better life for me flashes before my eyes.

One without so many treacherous storms to withhold,  

so dangerous and harsh to have to survive, I wish it could be that way.

I open my eyes blocked off from my thoughts as the pace of the rain falling against my body begins to slow, the sun fighting through the darkness.

I surpassed the storm to now relax in peace, until that cycle of my life returns.

Reviews

[Fitz]

i like it. the first paragraph hits me the most.
good job.