Life preserverA Poem by Azalea RoseA soul lost at sea
Swimming afloat,
My arms are getting heavy as I look left and right, And see no one around me but hear Them. I see nothing but white pearl-coated yachts. I suddenly can't float I can hear the booms Of an old time tune. Reminding me That fun exists Inside these boats. Its hard to Keep my head above these waves As they become much Harder to tread I wish it was me inside And them here instead. My only thought, "Keep swimming. You've Swam through bigger waves before." But then again, Its not the degree of unhappiness That I'm stuck swimming through Its that I'm quite tired of this feeling and I'm too weak to Keep trying. I remember one of the happy ones Saw A lonely soul Out in the water. With the thought that Throwing a life preserver would help Me to stay above. Our communications Were mixed because this man Had know idea That I had a diamond shackle Between my leg and the sand At the bottom. Spare me the rope that might break I can never leave For heavens sake. So I take my vest off in hopes that Maybe my shackle Will come off too. Or I'll die trying. © 2016 Azalea RoseReviews
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