Stranded in the open ocean,
Drowning in my own emotion
Cosplaying a lamb in the slaughter,
Coughing up all this water
A heavy heart pulling me down
If I stick like this I might actually drown
If I stick like this I'll soon submerge
Now's my chance my only one to diverge
Regret towards the strive to be perfect
Was it really all that worth it?
Was this the right path, I was so certain
I'm left deprived and devoid, a closed-off curtain
YOU ARE READING
Lines of life
PoetryCapturing the bitterness and joy of life one rhyme at a time. Life is not forever, cherish it.
