I bathe in milk The Ripples along the water are as fine as silk NO! This is not something I fancy In life, sometimes you just want to try In the end we just have to stop the ****** lie. To live or die To breathe or just drown Seems everybody wears a crown NO! I lost mine a long time ago. Perhaps temporary is all I could have, so I dare go… Grab what’s on hand Never expecting high demand Then I get lost, soaked And a little broke To start a new beginning Is still out of reach, I’m screeching… Not in pain but in the cloud that blocks the way Wishing the fear will stay at bay Never reaching my awful screeching Oh CHOICES! I wish I ACTED ON YOU differently NOT fearing disappointing those who support me. But hey! What is done cannot be undone I stand in what I’ve chosen, I never run… I tried my best to stop my mouth From reasoning-in or reasoning-out For your choice is your own responsibility So I stop blaming others for my problematic probability I bathe again, in warm water this time Hoping to wash away the disease that struck me Faults of my own neglect Laziness and Tiresome – and its ripple effects Now I fear I’ll drown…
........... a type of monologues i guess.... partly inspired by this photo: http://manuelestheim.deviantart.com/art/On-drowning-393658861
a friend of mine hit something when she said:
Sometimes we are all afraid of drowning in the choices we have made. But there's nothing to do but go on. The water of time washes many things away.