still on boardA Poem by mournful bearwe never had a chance the way that we started always ready to abandon ship how could something like that ever last it was foolish to be so secure nothings ever really for sure its was a gamble just like you like it now I sit and wonder what could have if we both had a little more faith i find myself thinking of good times the only thoughts that fill my mind could i really still be onboard and i sail away as i look at the shore i see a figure but I'm not sure i take my best guess now see that’s interesting all alone and i sail away as i look at the shore i see a figure but I'm not sure i take my best guess now see that i’m all alone i sail beyond the open sea i see nothing that reminds me of me i feel so broken and discarded but i must keep going on im getting too weary from searching for a place that could never be but I'm failing cause i can't see its dark even for me the sails have no winds for propulsion as i stand crying thinking i should have spoken. its a long, voyage route as i sail all alone i take a look around darkness is all i see as i think of you a light shines down i see the courses path but I'm afraid ill drown because of where its leading me its a long long voyage route as i sail all alone i take a look around but darkness is all i see as i think of you a light shines down i see the courses path but I'm afraid ill drown because of where its leading me now i stand at the bottom of this abyss the worlds weight crushing me never thought id end up like this it seems just what i deserve all alone with just my thoughts numbing cold the thoughts slow now nothing is moving no signs of life any more i turn to stone at this depth my tomb of remorse no cenotaph i need not be remembered © 2014 mournful bear |
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1 Review Added on December 22, 2012 Last Updated on December 4, 2014 Authormournful bearAngeles Crest, CAAbouthad a love now gone. awaken to the lonesomeness that solitude brings. no friends, no hikes, no job, no, no girl... this the mournful outdoors guy am i. family can be the splinter that you can never g.. more..Writing
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