The motion of life, it twists and turns,
As I struggle to find my way,
But the more I try, the more it burns,
And I'm lost in a sea of dismay.
My mind is a ship, a drift on the waves,
And my heart is a compass, shattered and torn,
The horizon's a blur, my hope it depraves,
As I'm tossed and turned, alone and forlorn.
My inner turmoil, it's like motion sickness,
A storm of confusion, a nauseating ride,
I long for stillness, for peace and for stillness,
But my soul is adrift, tossed by the tide.
And so I cling to hope, like a life raft,
As I navigate this stormy sea,
Hoping for a break, for a moment to laugh,
And find the inner peace that will set me free.
- Author: Mashleyyy (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 5th, 2023 00:48
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 4
Comments1
beautifully written, thank you
and a great choice of art
Hokusai, was a true great
Thank you for your kind words...means alot.
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