Pebble In A River Poem by Javier Falcon

Difficulty understanding how torn a you can be,
being able to choose where you are going,
yet never knowing what direction to go,
through ups and downs you push forward,
facing many obstacles during the way,
reaching that epic fall and reaching for the sky,
and even when you reach rock bottom,
you seem to get up and push on.

I am only a pebble in your life
as you seem just to move around around me
not noticing I am here, moving on,
enjoying the freedom of this world,
slowly wearing down my rough edges,
as my own weight pulls me down,
and I am stuck in a realm of you,
drowning yet fully conscious.

In a world of clear blue sunny skies
and dark cold desolate nights
where your careless whisper keeps me up
as if you were calling my name in the distance.
A lone pebble in a mighty river he loves.