Sea of Sadness

Lying naked                             in the                             depths of depression I can see the world from                                        here                   The colors so bright     always                    D                                    R                 M  I    X    I    N  G                     P                       P                 COLL  I      DING                         N                         G to          form the murky world that has become my own                       But can you find me?                         Can anyone?                       or do they just see me D         I     S                  T       O         R           T   E       D                   barely making out the blur                     who I once was       Don't they see my nakedness?               nothing to keep me warm                   in the freezing cold sea of tears, that has become                 HomeThis is actually half of one of my whole poems but I decided that it had a change of focus half way thoruhg which would make it better if they were two seperate poems, so here it is. I hope people aren't too annoyed trying to read it, but I love playing with words and form. Written May 16th, 2001 © on Apr 16 2002 06:04 AM PST, Jeremy M Olson    0 • 1