EC (9/5/88 / )

The Real Reason

Wandering through the desert
Hot sand burning my feet
Dizzy from the heat
I try to stay alert
I stumble upon relief
A muddy pool
On my skin, it feels cool
But the comfort is brief
The solace was just bait
The quicksand pulls me in
I'm up to my chin
Realization comes too late

User Rating: 5 / 5 ( 0 votes ) 1

Other poems of CASTLEBERRY (17)

Comments (1)

Wandering through the desert Hot sand burning my feet Dizzy from the heat I try to stay alert I stumble upon relief A new poem is really from free open mind