We Must Not Stop

I just watched a very morose, very Irish movie. Blame it on that.

We seek

We write

Attempt to pry meaning

From our lonely lives

We write

Of kisses and caresses 

Loves so large

Only a fool could have lost them

No pints in the pub

No vodka in the sleepless nights

It seems we lost it all, eh?

We are drowning in the past

With pen to page

We dog-paddle

Words and words and words scribbled

Thus we try to keep our heads afloat

Reach not for gun nor overdose

Tell me you read me

Throw me a life vest

Or maybe a stone….

Yeah, maybe a stone

Reviews

[Buddhistboy73]

Nice work Michael.....

I can imagine this film, watching it with a whisky and then the slight melancholy seeping in...

I liked these lines:

Tell me you read me
Throw me a life vest

Keep fighting the good fight brother....:)

BB73

[Michael Sun Bear]

Thanks for reading my friend. Yeah, an Irish whiskey would have complemented the melancholy of the movie quite well.

[Desert Knave]

I'll throw a vest, a comment, maybe even help you get stoned (err, get a stone) ... just keep sharing here. ~Jim

[Michael Sun Bear]

Thanks Jim. My day to day life is really not that dark although many of us here have some dark years, dark events in our past. I was in a mood to write about it.