I feel as though I am
drifting off to sea,
a singular soul on
a lone raft.
Yet how can I feel
so lonely,
when I'm surrounded
by people who know me.
The feeling comes and goes,
such as the tide.
It surfaces every now and then,
turning me into a
churning ocean of emotions.
Sometimes it's still,
as quiet as can be,
like a mirror reflecting the scene,
but when a little pebble of anxiety
gets thrown in,
it disrupts me.
It can change in an instant
and suddenly,
I am drowning
inside of myself.
The waves toss and the winds blow,
when will it end, for I do not know.
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PoetryHere's to the readers, To the dreamers, The child within To the heartbreakers And the risktakers To those that try something new Here's to the lonely The forgotten, The one who doesn't know what to do with themselves To the one searching for somethi...
