The Endless River

A Poem by Joey Martinez

I'm the prophet of sadness
A distant cousin of madness
My face has never worn a smile
Drowning in a sea of denial
The anchor of depression pulls me down
Looking for someone to save me but no one's around
Is it possible to sink any lower than this?
Because I keep sinking in this never ending pit
Can someone teach me how to swim?
Before the movie credits roll down and say fin
But deep down I want it to end
Because it looks like death is my only friend
I keep struggling but the river still flows
My heart still beats but grows more cold
Maybe I should become like this river
Keep on flowing no matter how many rough tides it encounters
Maybe I should hang in there and unlock this anchor of depression
Life, I think I learned my lesson