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Mar 2014
This isn't going to be
one of those pretentious poems
Induced by a wave of sadness.

I've written far too many
Of those.

And I won't let myself
Be miserable again.
There are too many
Numbing medications
For me to tolerate anything less than neutral.
Even that is uncomfortable:
indifference.
impartiality.

Makes me anxious.
Like I'm waiting.
Treading water.
I've traded the safety of a swimming pool
For the vastness of the ocean.
Circa 1994
Written by
Circa 1994  Florida
(Florida)   
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   Cailey Weaver and ---
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