Waves Of Desperation Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waves Of Desperation



Desperation in my soul does not reflect in the sound of my voice.
It echoes within, bouncing off walls of my interior.
A lump of tears jerks itself into my throat, and I do not want to
let my eyes partake of it's salted despair.
Wiping my mind with the tissue of my soul, carefully, gently, so
as not to tear what I know I cannot hold.
So insidiously feeling turmoil go through me like an ocean in a
severe storm.
Holding on to whatever fragments of strength and courage I have
left, I ride swelling waves of desperation, hoping to drown feelings
growing still inside me.

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