ColdWater.

Maybe this isn't the plane i belong on
Seems like i cant get anything right, without a try its so easy to fail

Cold water slips away through my hands
the reflexion is broken by ripples that were once warm, dissatisfied with my satisfaction as of late engulfed in the dark lake

Its late..

I've been staring at the same image til late and never noticed the ripples changed

Reviews

[Deviantress]

I enjoyed the imagery I received reading this poem. Simple yet with a lot of impact.

[Jaco Brown]

Thanks alot!