My Thoughts
I would risk it
All just to get away...
The highest mountain
Would be child's play...
The ocean and its depth
Would be no match...
I need to get away...
These mulling thoughts
I need to curb...
Uncertainty negate the truth,
Does this mean, I'm stuck in this rut?
I need to get away...
If only one could escape ones mind
If only I knew where to go...
A place that offers serenity
I'm tired of fighting this battle,
A battle I’m unable to win...
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment