Slipping Poem by Godfrey Morris
Slipping
I see myself slipping
slipping in the abyss
of nothingness
in a whirlpool
of despair
I try to get up
still I'm slipping
slipping away
into the lost sands
of time
I'm slipping can't
get up
I'm slipping trying not
to give up
Trying hard to emerge
from a nightmare
that sole my
pleasures
Yes I slip surely slowly
Yet this is now certain
I can never stand
without your aid
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4/25/2024 5:15:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sail across firmness slow and steady steps will help you to overcome slipping- thanks for reminding such a situation