Tired of life
the hand it gave me
what i am doing with it
and all the saddens surrounding

Why do i harbor such sadness
i ask

only I know
the answer

every time I crash
I burn I fume
and learn

nothing

governing
my ideas
to happiness

a guess
well wished
of a penny
of bliss
amongst
this bottomless
myst

I fish
for life
like me

walking
on land

i tread

lightly

remember that time..

of course you wouldn't

be as lonely as me
if you did


I know most of my
happy moments
don't show it
but they are there


behind that confused
emotionless front
I don't show you
what moves what

I try my heartest (c)

if I move you mentally

it's because it's what
you give me

you keep me
further then arms bay

physically unordained

the boars head hangs

the whores
no shame

just I'm
too tame

mundane

in a world bodied
by other fish like
me

I only see me
holding hands

with me

wanting to be Hooked
on a happy known
home cooked life

no matter unplattered

even when it Gills me

(J)
Upon the highest peek... we fall
and within the fall
we
Die a bit, shed our skin, laugh and scream as loud as we can
yet
Upon the highest peek...
We
See
Our Humility ... Our naked spirit
Its here
where we
Breathe

Hey I quite enjoyed this. Nice work.

i think this is one of your best pieces...

nice piece...

moving and honestly felt-GREAT WRITE!!!!

cool

Excellent write Sweet J

Ditto on pkd..."moving and honestly felt"

I like your wording of this...

Theres a school of <'}}}< right there with you.

Made me feel (((J)))

Wonderful write,I really enjoyed.
Very heart felt.