Anchors Aweigh

As I breathe in my mind stops, peacefully

When I exhale old words flood in

 

Release is bitter and sweet

Peaceful, like it is something I once had

 

Forgetting is a gift

Remembering is what I’m given

 

Living in a ship made of wood

Sailing smooth and treacherous waters

 

Throw the anchor

Hold me down

Keep me here

Even in the storm

Reviews

[Stephen Tysinger]

As I read this I pictured it in my mind as a short film (a really short film) .

And I loved this line:
"Forgetting is a gift,
Remembering is what I'm given"

[MOON]

Lovely write.

[Jenny-Jen-Jen]

This is beautiful, Kayla (: Love it.

[JustLorry]

Great portrait painted here. i think most people could find something in this that they can relate to their own life. Great words.

[CatOfOrion]

The concept is deep and very easy to relate to, nicely done. (:

[yna]

y'know..reading your work, it kinds of making me read my life...it's good in a way. keep it up! ^^