mark anthony st. rose
Drowning - Poem by mark anthony st. rose
Upon the shores of time I drift,
My tears becoming the seas.
Alone holding the shadowy rift,
With sadness and sun's degrees.
I try and try to swim to shore,
My hands, my limbs all numb,
I don't want to face life no more,
My speech my prayers all dumb.
Wrapped in pain is I all I feel,
Wrapped in treacherous pain.
Wrapped in pain is all I feel,
I don't want to be here again.
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