Aimlessly Adrift
poem by:
Michael Wise
Written
on Mar 23, 2018
Disconnected from the people and the things that I hold dear On a course through time and space I wonder what I'm doing here Black miasma overwhelms me paralyzing life and mind I feel like I'm the piece that's missing from a puzzle I can't find Cold stagnation ever seeping ever creeping in my soul All my yearnings and my longings keep me in this deep dark hole With the knowledge that I'm drowning in a pool of my own fear Aimlessly adrift, I wonder what the hell I'm doing here Mike Wise 3/17/18
Tags: Confused, Scary, Dark, Fear,
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Christopher Russon commented on Oct 22, 2020 at 4:16pm
Excellent poem as always Michael .after the dark times often light emerges,
Frank Hornby .
commented on May 07, 2021 at 12:37pm
Hope you've emerged from that dark hole Michael....your poetry really is meaningful to many people...awesome poem..✌ðŸ»
