I don’t normally write poetry. At least, not since I was a miserable outcast in High School. At the time, I wrote miserable, horrible poetry. I don’t think I’ve improved much, but at least its no longer about my latest hopeless crush.
This is dedicated to all those people who Adult every day. Their decisions affect their families, their futures, and their happiness. Sometimes the weight is too much for one person to bear, especially if you bear the brunt of caring for a loved one who is ill or needs special care.
Waves crash against a sandy shore
Pulling, swirling, shifting, dissolving
A fateful decision, a heartfelt desire
The horrible fate of an unwise choice.
The bone-aching weight of the ocean
Pounds upon my shoulders.
Silent, the sun rises each morning.
Will it cut through the smothering fog of doubt?
Or will it shiver behind vicious storms?
No relief in sight
No ecstasy or delight
Yet still I muster forth, through the storms
My only choice is balancing upon the wire.
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– Mythical, Magical, Mystical: A Guide to Hidden Ireland
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