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Drowing in Reality
I'm drowning in my sorrow As I swim through Bits and pieces of debris That I thought had long ago desolved Instead, it just sank to the bottom Of this mud filled lake And has again resurfaced Bobbing in the murky water Like smelly rotted garbage That will cling to me When I try to move through it Slowing down my progress Forcing me to smell the stench of reality Drowing me in sorrow and despair Tormented, I long to reach the pure clean water That will cleanse my soul and set my spirit free
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