The Sea

Reflection of madness.

Why? 

This feeling under my skin, 

never seeming to be able to shake off. 

It consumes me, 

comes back at unneeded times- 

ruins my world. 

That dark feeling in my heart, 

the burning sensation 

of a huge weight on my back-

 The chuckle of something fearsome in my soul. 

I know I should stop- 

but my mind keeps on thinking. 

Thinking of my dark days,

thinking of all the due work- 

thinking of the end. 

And it's not just one emotion-

not just one thought. 

It's a mix of what I thought of myself- 

Of what I thought of the world. 

It's a deep dark place still pulling me under- 

drowning me in this sea of madness. 

But in the end, the world will keep turning 

and start over again. 

In the end, 

I'm just a grain of sand in a large beach- 

My troubles don't stop the world.

The world never stops. 

So why should I waste my time? 

In the sea of stress,

In the sea of madness, 

In the sea of depression?

Reviews

[Emily]

Great poem!
I like it!
Keep on writing!

[Nikolean]

Thank you!

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

I like how this poem flows. I can relate some what to this, it is hard going through stress and depression and sometimes I wish I would just stop feeling those things because I know where I can find peace. Some days are easier than others but bad days do come and sometimes it is hard for us to handle, I am thankful that those days do not last, there is always tomorrow, always a chance to feel and experience the joy and peace we all desire.

[Nikolean]

Thank you!

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

^^ You're welcome!

[Anna]

I can very much relate to this, and I think you did good job portraying these emotions. Well done.

[Nikolean]

Thank you!