Against All Odds
I forded shallow waters
I tried to set my feet
The bottom was too sandy
Nothing there concrete
The tide then turned against me
No footing held me down
I drifted out of memory
Alone and left to drown
I'd worked to lay foundations
In hopes of a someday
But then before I knew it
Got pushed out of the way
I didn't think would happen
What actually did
Should I have kept my mouth shut?
Should I have kept it hid?
My heart though right now broken
I feel I want to die
Despite the odds against it
The chance was worth the try
Copyright © Miguel El Trovador | Year Posted 2024
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