Here on my own

These feelings are hard to explain
Like waves hitting me harder
On their way back to the water
Left perched on a tower
When the tide is forced out

I’m too high to dive down
And swim back to shore
Wondering if anyone might know where I am
I should wait for the tide to come in
And gently carry me to safety

But desperation doesn’t wait
And I can't find patience either
I'll take the leap
And face the prospect
Of painting my blood on the rocks below

I just need to get to someone
To tell them that I’m scared
And I don’t want to be here on my own

Reviews

[AmandaN]

Love,love,love this Mark. Skilfully constructed and with such strong imagery.
"but desperation doesn't wait
And I can't find patience either
I'll take the leap
And face the prospect
Of painting my blood on the rocks below"

Wonderfully sad if you know what I mean, brave too. Thanks.

[Katie]

Wow. I mean, wow. Really, really powerful. I love how you're able to convey such a strong sense of loneliness and desparation in just a few short lines. Well done.

[lovejulez03]

Beautiful piece of poetry. There's not much more to say. I loved it :)

[RaspberryBullets]

Well, I'm impressed. This is excellent!

[Bewitching Sensations]

i think this is one of your best so far

[de_maruf]

excellent

[That_Girl]

The feeling of desperation seeps through your words. Wonderfully penned. Ends at the edge of a cliff, leaving us to wonder. Lovely!

[eglantine]

I'd add "the" in the second line of the second stanza after "And swim back to" because it just helps keep the ongoing rythm consistant.

Sounds like it built up to the high and I'm just perched on the last letter of that last line, teetering on the edge, waiting for you to bring me back down.

Thanks for sharing!

[Octob3r Star]

Awesome write!