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Feb 2016
Confronted by the agonizing notion
I am floundering in my own deep dark ocean
Being driven to the sandy bottom by waves of turbulent emotion

Someone please send me a boat
Please make sure it floats
But I already know they won't
Others just love to stand and gloat

Getting tired of treading water
Afraid I'm about to falter
Going down for the hundredth time
The bells for me they chime
Slowly sinking below the slime
Guess I'll never reach the sublime

I'll never reach the otherside
Right in the middle is here hope died
That was all that had been left
But slowly out of my life that too crept

Nothing left to do but ride the wave
Untill my head just caves
For the love I crave
Was a passing good time, like a rave
When it was over it left me blue
Then more problems did ensue
So the dark waves just grew
Lord knows this is nothing new

But this time will be the last
I'm gonna let this lonely sad life pass
Only sound will be my death rattle gasp
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
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