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Aug 2018
I ponder
I wander
The dark grey ocean
Of past, present
And destiny

I wallow in
wounds for
which i must suture
I think on the future
a light in the deep
i think it’s called love
I look from above
it’s so hard to reach
in this
dark grey ocean

She makes me so
bitter
but
I’m not a
quitter

Call it weakness
or lack of will
i can never defeat
what makes me so ill

Even so
i’ll never reconsider

I can try and ignore
the pain
cuz
it’s
definitely
worth the gain
in this
dark grey ocean
she calls me sock
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m  18/all this regret
(18/all this regret)   
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     ---, APoetisOnly and ilo
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