Who's Right: Echo Poem 1

(Different Perspectives) Rock Bottom In pure original science I know the true facts Behold what is left of me, oh if the whole world could only see Dear skies are the truest blue In the eyes of a woman who's lost her way In tunnels and other dark places Praying to God for forgiveness So where does my sweet destiny lie? My pain and my suffering...when does it all end? I feel I am invisible, no longer invincible And if I have to fight Then come on with it! My blood runs deep And my feet heavy Midst the depths of my breathing I am a child of the night Searching, searching for the answers I've been seeking What, what do I do now In this world that is a desperate playground? Life on the streets is cold and rough My tears are my only fortune For they keep me warm Mama, mama where are you? Did you leave town? There is so much I want to say to you My cell phone has ran out of minutes... Oh please God, oh please God Where should I go? Is there really peace in heaven? Is there even a hell? For I've hit rock bottom. Beauteous Victory April 13,2014 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Note to a floundering flounder…. While you are floundering there on the beach A whole ocean lies just out of your reach. What could have brought you into this sad state? Are there not tide pools still in your purview? Eyes that migrated till on the same side, You have to lie flat in order to hide, And thus camouflaged still view surroundings, Evolution's quite strange way to be kind. Were you not gifted with intelligence, Or is your plight simply self-indulgence Of a kind that's hell-bent on your ruin? Why search for your answers on desert sand? Depression, friend, may be deep, dark, and cool, But its temptations can't very long fool You into thinking you don't need to breathe. Out of water, the air can't give you air. Is there no one who's in love with your rhyme, None who appreciates your gift of time, No gifting from Heaven, just tears from Hell? You just need rest, you're far from rock bottom. Brian Johnston April 13,2014 Poet's Notes: This is What I call an Echo Poem and the first such poem I've actually posted on my site poems by different authors published side by side. I really like our title because it suggests that what is really true might be different from either of our perspectives.