Adrift - Poem by raquel stevenson
Lost in a sea of abandoned dreams
Treading water for a breath
The only lifeboat seems to be
The only land sinking away on
One gasp away from the circling
Feeding away on the wreckage
that has been deemed life.
Anger, the most comforting respit,
altho a fleeting friend.
Sadness and happiness so intertwined
that to differenciate becomes an illusion.
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