In a single frame of time
dark thoughts swim through my head,
few feelings engage my heart.
Withered wishes I shouldn't have had.
Flattened by ghastly boredom
my mind plays tricks on me:
Showing my ardent heart
some things the eyes can't see.
How much can money buy?
Were sharks created to bite?
Is love a word with meaning?
A mere gist, but not quite.
Writting since requested,
as if content yet sad at heart.
While drinking a home-made coffee,
enjoying a butter-tart.
It's the little things, like this,
that differs you from me.
Varies him from her, and,
contrasts they from we.
Unknowingly scarring
forever's track of life,
people give in to fleeting
jumping free to suicide.
Full of shame I confess
that I, too, complain too much.
Even when I am ok,
or have a friend to stay in touch.
After a short life of living
while breathing sinning air,
I've seen hunger, greed and killing,
however, feeling too much to care.
But I can honestly, truthfully say,
though with a sappy mind.
That today I am content,
without the happiness I strive to find.
These are a few from many thoughts
strategically placed to rhyme,
that can make a lonely second
seem as if an ocean of time. |
Submission Name: An Ocean of Time
Looks like you found the perfect title as well. Many stanas containing so many different thoughts and feelings. Yes you have submitted many depressed, negative writings in the past but your last couple submissions have ben about your happiness so its good to see you embarking on a new journey hehe. (And you said your writes weren't coming) 
Just goes to show you you never know what you can acheive till you try and look what was created! Talk to you soon.