She sits in silence by the sea
And thinks about what might have been
She sees the waves crash to the shore
And wishes she was one of them
But as the Dunlins strut and the Cormorant dives
She wonders why she's still alive
The beast within rejects her call
For death to come and end it all
She remembers youth, a distant friend
Why did the good time have to end
Age only brings great fear and pain
And a trip to the unknown again
She lived the life of all it's got
Taken, laughed at all the knocks
Now she beats her head against the rocks
And as her red blood stains the greying sea
She cries with one last breath. "I'm free
To live again."
(c) David Stansfield 2008
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Be always safe,
Karen
Its amazing how you can put yourself in another persons shoes and feel what they may be thinking. I do that alot with my poetry. When I see someone sitting alone, I too wonder whats in their hearts, what their lives must be like. This one's a keeper!
Blessings to you,
~Linda