Murky Depths Poem by Char Pattrick

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In the murky depths of myself I see less clearly

I toss a wreath to those fair gone and in slumber

All do say that things will get better, it’s too early

I am who you see here, I have a flame, small ember

Watch the world go by, watch it all slow to sleep

With heart all torn, now replaced is a faith, one leap

Will make it or break it, fall or cheer the days on

Stretching to make the distance and the warm sun

I feel the world swallow me up whole and gone

Where once then small light as bright had then shone

Breeching the gap to surpass all here and around

I look up at the clouds, then again toward the ground

Where does this end, where does it have the right

To hold me so confused, upset and oh so very tight

A breath of air is encumbering, as to now deprive

What was mine and is now again yet to see arrive

Spending time writing poetry, leaving all behind

Grant me one wish and set me free from all grind

Serenity and tranquil is all I seek, where is it now

I will find it again, murky depths somewhere, somehow