Saving Myself

by Beautiful Chaos   Mar 11, 2007

Is there a soul to be saved,
In this body I possess,
Floating in this sea of pain,
Waiting for success,

Oh to the stable shore,
I reach my feeble hand,
Pounded by the waves,
I wait the kiss of land,

This storm which I have weathered,
Has left me close to death,
Yet it did not kill me,
I slowly take a breath,

The air seems so much sweeter now,
Morning thick with dew,
The sun is singing in the sky,
As clouds move out of view...


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  • 16 years ago

    by *Charisma*

    A very neat poem. I greatly enjoyed this piece. Good job!
    It was very well done!

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