it's hard to be a single soul at sea
and see your ship wrecked on some unknown land's coast
struggling for a single breath of air
hearing the siren's song down the abyss
and feeling numb, numb, numb
tired of fighting these endless waves.
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(this poem was the basis for the next one, which was an assignment for uni. I had written a few lines to give me some images to work with, and ended up liking it.)
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Mind of a Wanderess - A Collection of Poems
PoetryThis book is a collection of the poems I write, whenever my muse and my mood tell me to do so. Here, in this book, you can have access to a young woman's thoughts and feelings. /warning: my style is very random, and most of my poems are written in o...
