My heart, a sinking ship
Bereft of balanced beams
Descends deeper towards its doom; Depth
creating elusive dreams
My hope, a shifting plate
Converged with reality
Shifts, shatters, shakes its foundation
A quake leaving heavy debris
My body, a tattered shoe
Weary from the long trek
Desperately pleading for its restoration
Left a disheveled wreck
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 11:31 AM UTC
My heart, a sinking ship
Bereft of balanced beams
Descends deeper towards its doom; Depth
creating elusive dreams
My hope, a shifting plate
Converged with reality
Shifts, shatters, shakes its foundation
A quake leaving heavy debris
My body, a tattered shoe
Weary from the long trek
Desperately pleading for its restoration
Left a disheveled wreck