I'm feeding off the bottom of life's hollowness of love
I've sunk so low I'm washing out as nothing is above
The water line of discontent has ebbed and flowed my way
I've sunk so fast just like a rock in natal form I pray
For guidance from this hellish pit of sorrow and of tears
I grab my knees and pull them up to hold in all my fears
The foolish whims of a lonely soul has finally bit the dust
I've tarnished all my forlorn shine to end it all with rust
Now as I look inside my heart I hear a distant hum
If I could merely catch a beat or the rhythm of a drum
It'd help to purify my soul and open doors once closed
Then once again I'd feel the hope that comes and gently flows
I need the love of one I've lost to stupid girlish pranks
"If onlys" seem regressive now at the bottom of love's tank
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
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when one gets so low.. the only way left is up... This was a bitter write
In Spirit,
Bear
YF
tony:)