Stones In The Ocean

They're just stones in the ocean,

petty imperfections that have no meaning at all.

And we can't lose our faith over heartache, 
or lose our voices over time spent 

screaming at walls, 

when walls can't hear us, 

walls can't listen. 

After all, it's just a cloud on a canvas of beautiful blues,

and you're a lot stronger than the darkness

you let control you.

Because trees lose their leaves

but they still breathe in the sun,

and they don't let the rain drown them.

Even when it's pouring. 

You can be a lot bigger than the world 

on your shoulders,

and you can stand a lot taller 

than those trying to push you down.

Because these things are just stones in the ocean,

AND THEY MEAN NOTHING AT ALL.

Reviews

[Sophy Freebirds]

I like optimistic poems.. just my cup of tea.i like the way you've compared the petty things of life to stone. We can't laugh on the same joke twice then how can we let ourselves brood on the past.. :) nice write.

~Sophy