Sinking

Turning everything

I thought I knew

Upside down

I sit here

Cold and unfeeling

Yearning for something

Tangable

Something real.

 

Trying to force it all out

I forget its true meaning

And fail misserably

Triapsing in quicksand

As flood gates burst open

Reveiling nothing

But self doubt

And another thing to

Worry about.

 

~ICE

Thursday September 3rd, 2009 11:33am

Reviews

[THE LOST ROSE]

Simple straight to the point. A moment we all experiences almost every day every week. We speak about the confusion in our lives just never as poetic as you have presented here. Nice write.

[Jason]

I really like the use of your words here. There is so much to take away from such a few amount of words. Very descriptive and deep display of a looming soul. "Reveiling nothing But self doubt And another thing to Worry about." I really like these lines....perfect way to end a great body of work!

Jay