What weather these seas of squandered hopes and dreams.
Such nightmarish visions haunt every child’s Dreams.
To be lost at sea alone without paddle
Living a life that’s always a battle. One breath, one blink, one step at a time never to walk again instep or in time.
Such burdensome breaches for these sands have no beaches and coming up quickly and clearly to see the world is watching all just to see a train wreck called life that’s been pestering me.
A limerick to dance to or possibly chew gum. 🤓
“A life in progress”