Out of sync with the gracious flow of life all around me
Cut off from the spiritual force by my own admission
Drifting day by day
Further away from the center of my own being
Blown about by the slightest breeze
Bewildered and confused
Dark thoughts encroaching upon my mind
Desperately longing to return to a simpler, more peaceful time
Comments on this poem/writing:
|MC (18.104.22.168) -- Friday, June 23 2006, 12:23 am|
Life can sometimes be a tornado of destruction. Your thoughts are well written, and many people will be able to relate to them. Happens to me ALL the time! Good luck.
|Catyrose (22.214.171.124) -- Friday, June 23 2006, 06:54 pm|
I guess. Think I just need a little rest. Outlook and ability to cope improves with a little R&R. Thanks for your comments, also nice to know others feel this way. This too shall pass...
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