I wrote this real quick last night....

Not sure if I would call this poetry or not, but it's something I just wrote (literally within the last half hour). Since I can't draw very well, I like to write and paint the picture with words. Not interested if anyone likes or dislikes this, I just wanted to get it out cause I've been having a rough few days.... So here ya go (and remember, I'm no pro):



I'm walking thru the shadows, waiting for the sun to break thru.
5:30, summer morning, sand doesn't feel the way it used to.
Crashing waves, the tide greets my feet,
It's one of those mornings I swear I can see forever.
The boardwalk seems so distant, about a half mile from here.
For every wave that breaks, another part of me dies,
I can hear my heart shattering into a million pieces.
So maybe I should lay down and wait for it to take me...
Is there any better way to die then floating out to sea?

I guess it makes sense that you're not here,
Just me and the ocean, light breeze running thru my hair.
I guess you could say I feel empty,
But that's really not quite right.
I'd feel alot more empty if I were alone,
But the ocean, I know she'll never leave me.

I'll make my way home, see what the day brings.
Hopefully a little sunshine, a couple surprises.
Til tomorrow, the oceans waits for me...



As you may have gathered from reading that, I'm having girl problems, haha. But while I was sitting here reading that from the pages and typing it here, I could almost hear Ed reading it, kinda weird. Anywho, that's it. Sorry if I wasted your time. Don't be too harsh, I realize there's not really a flow to it. Just kind of had summer on my mind.

-Chris
Okay... seatbelts. Just put the little thing into the big thing and... I tell ya what. If you don't know how to fasten your seatbelt, just raise your hand and I'll have Tommy Boy here come back there and hit you in the head with a tack hammer because you're a RETARD.
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  • It's coming along. I'd bring in more description of the ocean and how it makes you feel and what memories it invokes/provokes. But keep it going. It's worth extending.
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