Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Crash.

Sorrow is the rock tied to my feet.

It drags me down so dark and so deep.

Sinking slower to the bottom I try and claw for air.

A breath of hope that simply isn't there.

These waves of doubt and tears seem to rise and fall each year.

Thunder boomed. Lighting flashed.

Waves roared and then I crashed.

I crashed into more.

And threw it all I'm never alone.

Because sorrow is always there.
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