Thoughts
of Grandeur
#1
I
reach out my hand to you,
From
the sinking sea called
MISERY
Pull
me up inches,
So
that I may gasp a breath.
Pull
me up half way,
So
that I may dry in the golden rays of the
sun.
Pull
me up all the way,
So
that I may proclaim,
I'm
not really all alone.
#2
I
write to you,
I
look to you,
To
help me find an answer.
I'm
so lost and all alone,
In
a life that I can't master.
Frustration
all around,
As
I try to be found,
Where's
the key?
I
look away,
I
hope and pray,
That
the answer isn't just me!
J.D.
Chambers. © March
23.1993
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