Relentless Journey
Will I ever escape this abyss of calamity? It appears that an immense barricade has been placed in my path. Towering endlessly over me- I see no way to transcend. I ponder the times in my past when I was truly happy. Carefree days of childhood; Making mudpies- Waiting patiently for them to dry in the sun. Flighty days of being a teenage girl; Sneaking kisses in my highschool corridors. Twice the joyous discovery that within my body grew a beautiful child Waiting to be born. I long for the tranquil winds of quietude To breeze peacefully across my existance. Desperately I seek solitude and refuge- Doubtful that they exist for me. I hunger for the touch of my soulmate To share the sensual passion that dwells within me. Im saddened as I wonder how I arrived as such depths of monotony. Still the question remains... Will I ever escape this abyss of calamity? Written April 10th, 2002 © on Apr 10 2002 10:38 AM PST, Sheila Morgan 18 • 0 • 1
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"Will I ever escape this abyss of calamity?..."