Floating

Losing direction in your life is tough.

floating.
waiting for an answer
losing control
slowly rolling faster and faster.
there is no stopping no slowing
no destination no landing.
no hope
a pillow, a buffer in the dark.
smoke, fire, pressure
light.

Author's Note

This is a rough draft, i have every intention of going farther with this. This is the first piece of poetry ive ever put out there for others to read so please be nice :)

Reviews

[Clarisse Nanoit]

I already told you what I think about this piece, but I'll reiterate. Your word choice is excellent and your pacing is basically perfect. It seems to get faster and faster as you read, which creates an awesome effect. A great first piece to "reveal to the world". =)