Life passes us all by
With our routines and the day to day mundane,
Nothing interesting comes along,
Nothing really pierces the cloud
We sink down, lower, lower
Is there really a bottom to this deep, dark well?
Can't climb up, out, until we hit bottom,
Is there a bottom, doesn't this pain just keep flowing, coming on, more,
more,
Never really abating,
Stepping back to let others take its place,
Does the deepest darkest ocean pit have a bottom?
Can we reach it?
Can't Hit Bottom by doei
Poetry » Life Rated: K, English, Angst, Words: 90, Published: 11/9/2004
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