I Am A Pebble. Poem by Unknown Rosa

(IN PROGRESS / INCOMPLETE)
It came too close to home to finish. It feels incomplete - there's so much more to be written - but I don't know if I'll ever get back to it.

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I don't have a high IQ
Or even an average one at that
I don't own a heart of gold
Or any talents worthy to be seen
I wish I was a speck of dust
But even that I cannot achieve
I am just a pebble
Too heavy to be carried away by the wind
And fly
Too light to be used for anything useful
I am not even a rock, as bleak and blunt as they may be
Like me
Sometimes they find their purpose
But at least they are there
I'm too small
Never to be seen, never to be heard
Smothered and hidden
By all those rocks and boulders around me
Trying to find their way
Thinking they have it hard
But they will never understand what it's like to be a pebble
Cold,
Lonely
Silent
I am trapped in the shade of one bigger
The light can never reach me in my darkness
The only wind to ever carry me off is that of a
Roaring, raging storm
And I land again among the rocks
Still,
After every hurdle
I continue to bear it
I await the day I may be noticed
By a passing figure
I am lifted,
I feel myself warm under her touch
Caressed softly by gentle hands
I allow myself to be comforted
I did not see it coming
A rush of cold attacked me as I was released by the
Enclosure
Swung towards the sea
I heard a PLOP
And the cold, wrathful sea encased me
All I could say, was how I wish I had a journey
But alas
I am too light to be carried by waves
I sank
Lower, and lower, and lower
I don't know how long I had been sinking for
It felt like decades
But it could've been seconds
Fooled me
I finally felt a small bump as I tapped the ocean floor
I wait
And waited, and waited
And somewhere along the way
Without noticing, without realizing
I found myself being swept away slowly
Unnoticed...typical
I was shoved and stepped upon by the surrounding life
But progress is progress, no matter how slow or
painful
I found myself on a beach
Surrounded by those like me
At first I was ecstatic
I knew I had found my crowd
But alas
It was not so
Delusional
They were all delusional
Little by little
I hopped along
The breeze, a kick, a throw...
I came to realize being held signifies nothing
There were times I felt tempted to stay
I felt pulled towards some pebbles
...just like me
And sometimes to rocks
That never noticed me in the slightest
But I knew deep inside I had to keep going.
I don't know where the sun shines anymore
I could be in a cave, for all I know
Sometimes I am flung back
And land where I was months ago
While other times I catch another storm
That sends me sailing ahead
Progress, I say
It's either short-lived, or introduced by pain
I've learned to live with myself
I know I'm lonely, but I try not to care
Being a small fellow, I see what others don't
I see the sins
I hear the tragic secrets
I feel the pain emanating from life forms
Guilt gnaws at me
But alas
I am just a pebble
An unnoticed little being
In a giant, cruel world.