head above water.

[Shuddr2Think]

the moment i
realized it had become a chore
to simply smile
was the end of
innocence
you tell me to
close my eyes
step back
relax
just breathe.
but its hard to have
faith in oxygen
after all this time
under water
i keep clawing my way to the top
and letting my curiosity
get the best of me
by looking back down
i just lose my balance
and fall to the bottom again
until you tell me to smile
and its a chore
and i can't think
of the last time i had
no worries
and no responsibilities
and i was really happy
i wish i could figure out
how to stay
above sea level
without getting burnt
by the sun
this sensation of lonliness
is becoming far too comfortable
and altho the answer is clear
and within my reach
i can't trust it.
maybe someday
i will float along
with a smile larger than
myself and my worries.

 

[Queen Beat]

This poem hit hard with its first stanza and continued to amaze me throughout the rest of it. I've mentioned many, many times how much I love your work (although I was under a different nick) and I just wanted to say that this is no exception.

i can't think
of the last time i had
no worries
and no responsibilities
and i was really happy
I feel like this every day. Maybe we just think too much and analyse life too much.
Whatever the case, this was a beautiful piece.

 

[E-girl]

i was gonna quote the same exact thing. that's how i feel all too often. it can be overbearing at times. i just keep telling myself that things can only get better... and i hope that's right. the sinking feeling gets to be too much sometimes.

 

[plazma]

but its hard to have
faith in oxygen
after all this time
under water
And I'm stunned.
That is the best fucking use of imagery I have read in a long time.
The fact that the rest of the poem is of the same standard really just floats my boat.
-plaz out-