Drifting
 

Drifting

drifting aimlessly in a sea that never ends
boiling with animosity, creating waves of despair
splashing against my hull, on the edge of shattering
a broken mast, shredded sail, anchor dragging bottom
the lonely, cold sound of rain, my only friend

no compass to guide me, heavens completely clouded
direction just a myth that leads to false hope
traveling the same route over and over again
a repetitive voyage which only brings more misery
lost in my thoughts, sanity now completely shrouded

appearance is decieving, im caught in a constant struggle
attempting to steer straight, but the storm engulfs me
ambition now drowns away, following my peace of mind
dreams of a beacon fall quicker than the enveloping night
as if the day grows near when my ship sinks to rubble

the overwhelming madness conceals the collision with some cliffs
my motionless body washes upon the nearest sandy shore
my empty life fades away, my presence nearly meaningless
until soft footsteps approach, kneeling beside me a fair maiden
as if sent by god himself...rescued by the touch of her lips...
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basically my feelings of late......thought i'd key something up to relieve some shit, word

Imagery and Vividness....Featured~FLUID :thumbup:

hmmm, bumpdiddly

wow, dope metaphors in this poem, nice vocabulary and you stayed on topic, nice imagery as well..keep dropping.1

bump..............

bump, once again

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:shoot:............poetry section
(me)

^ lol.................

i liked this one.