Scribbles
I work with scribbles
trying to draw
some water
and color it
a beautiful blue
My hands are aching
while my mind is racing
What must go
with the water?
I draw some more
as I fall to the floor
because all I see
is your face
My heart has no pace
as I am lying
Still
trying to think
of what to do
I cry while at rest
a salty blue sea
and see you
with me
all over again
©tbear123
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The Many Poems of Life
PoetryThis is a book of all the poems I wrote that are about life. I hope some of these will cheer you up or help you understand you aren't the only one who struggles. Everyone has a struggle of their own. THIS POEM BOOK IS FINISHED. :)
