Standing in head high water,
Trying to keep my head held high,
Trying to catch my breath now,
with nobody in sight.
Calling out for help
S.O.S now,
No help in sight,
one more breath now,
make it a big one,
im going down, down, down
Sinking like a rock,
to the ground,
close my eyes,
make it the last time,
Im in a better place now,
no worries, no struggles,
always some help,
although i dont think i'll need it now,
god tells me,
i'll soon spread my wings,
im somebodies angel,
im watching and im their for you when you need help,
not letting you be like me,
when I had nobody their,
when I was calling S.O.S now......
a picture of sinking brought to mind..though i take it as a implied one...we do become angels to help...even when alive...if we are truely alive....lovely write brandie
The last resort of hope to stay free from anythin', from living...........alive, but that wouldn't resolve matters cuz you need to be alive to feel the pain, the agony and pleasure of life.Nice writes here Brandie!
Fine emotion used to express your feelings here Brandie....Well penned my lovely....keep exploring
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a picture of sinking brought to mind..though i take it as a implied one...we do become angels to help...even when alive...if we are truely alive....lovely write brandie