Losing My Marbles
My sleepless eyes bear heavy bags
filled with the weight of the world.
Assembling the fragments of my life
allows me to take in the bigger picture.
I'm a witness to many acts of aggression,
even in conflict with myself.
Breast Stroking in an ocean of emotion
trying to keep my grip on reality
as it gradually slips.
This begs the question,will I live to see peace?
Tranquility resembling that familiar face of death.
Copyright © 2011 Daunt'e Loper