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Betrayal Along The Tide

Betrayed.
I walk along a shore
Of tide moving in and out
Like what I keep setting free
Each time it comes back to me

Boredom, loneliness, exhaustion
From no known cause or source
Sneaks up on me now and then
To ruin all that’s good within

Carelessness
A trait hardly know to me
Imprints itself onto a seeping page
Of inky dictionary vocabulary
It is in my book now
Inerasable, I suppose

My personality slipping away, gone
Right when it’s truly restored
That’s when the tide swells
And I crash harder than any wave

I’ve spent hours alone
Contemplating why and how
I’ve managed to gain control
And let it slip away once more

I’m running miles along this shore
Of depression’s tide weaving in and out
Always thinking that I’ve won
Somehow forgetting
The waves will always pull again

I’ve betrayed myself
For I am the shore of self-sabotage
Perhaps. Or perhaps not.

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  • rhetorica gold member
    October 19
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    this is good stuff,i can sense your deep thought while writing it.I would call this a constipation poem,full of tension,stress,concentration and effort,but you feel much much better when you get all the words out....sorry `bout that,funny mood today.
    You have used one of my all time favourite words in this poem too...inky!!

    regards,rhetorica.

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  • purple esprit silver member
    October 4
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    A very fine composed poem my friend.
    Powerful like the sea with the ups and downs relating to life. Helplessnes like tumbling in the waves but at the same time with strong and poignant outlook on the future. Control is good but it must not be taking over else the vivid change of shadow and sunshine in life gets blocked.
    Like the sea, charming and dangerous, calm and furious - all this is life and the control only remains over depression, leaving space for the bath in joy and light. Deep write with lots of message.
    Ulla

  • lesoriginale
    August 20
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    Your a very good writer. This poem is very well composed, heart wrenching yet controlled, it has a very poignant detached perception of your emotions as though viewing them from afar, watching them turmoil in the uncontrolled sea while your stranded helplessly on the beach. Well done

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