A Fish Seems More Lively On Land

A Fish Seems More Lively On Land

A Poem by DearSweetAgony

My abjuring endeavors float carelessly in the chilling winter breeze; my desolate dreams don't stand a chance against the freezing wind.

I've always lived in the cracks of the cold gutters, I fear the worlds movment, I'll never dare try to ascend.

The world is a scary place, filled with: crooks, monsters, and vultures. I don't want bloodshot eyes staring at me, waiting for a moment to attack.

Do I embrace the hatred of the world with reluctant arms and small steps? Or do I stay stagnate forever in this cold, vacant crack?

I ponder and ponder this simple self-interrogation, To the ear it sounds so simple, and yet it brings forth no sign of answering.

Should I, perhaps, peek my head amoungst the people? Or do I remain where I stay and put an end to this horrid questioning?

I puzzle, I ponder, I wonder, I ask, myself the things that question the direction my life has followed.

Should I wake up to this world and find it a sweet dream? Maybe, perhaps, a nightmare? Or should I stay with the company of my lonesome shadow?

Hoorah! I have found my resolve. I will ponder and question no more at the knees of this horrid thought!

I must, I shall, I will venture this cruel planet. For, I would rather rest eternally in earth than to rot

As I exit the gutter and enter the streets, I walk with my head high and with my new dreams. I walk with certainty, steady as I go

I take the a turn into the busy roads and then a car collides into me and disappears into the shadows. Face down in the mud, the wind caresses my hair-deaths final blow.

© 2011 DearSweetAgony

Author's Note

This poem is not about a fish.lol.
Please just be honest ...

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Uhhh... How old are you again?! This is something I'd expect from a much, MUCH older person who has endured much hardship in their life.
I don't know whether to call you brilliant or insane for such a young writer. You certainly pass my capability.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Wow, this is so... Good! I can relate to this so well!

I like how the speaker decides to have a brighter attitude about the world, but it doesn't help. It just makes her end that much more tragic.

And it's true that the world is a scary, cruel place... That's why we have to be strong! In a world like ours, the weak perish and the strong rule. It's cruel and unfair, but sadly true...

Posted 9 Years Ago

Love the rhetoric! This style of writing really appeals to me, and the care you took in crafting the images and words is evident. Great writing!

Posted 9 Years Ago

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A poem that truly tinkers with the mind. Almost introspective of society at them begining and than the abrupt end. Well done

Posted 9 Years Ago

It's cool. Heavy piece of work, that's for sure.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Weird! I like it! I would like to read something with a happier tone; just to see how it would contrast with your writing style!
It’s amazing how people can interpret common things in their own special way.
Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago

Oustanding, certainly much better than i could have written. wondefully dark and quite well put together.

Posted 9 Years Ago

It's heartbreaking to see a soul so out of place. I read and prayed that it only found it's way home.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Interesting title you have picked, i think of it as a fish being able to survive on land? nonetheless, i loved the poem and i think it is one we can all relate to as we seek to find our purpose and place in this world.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on October 19, 2011
Last Updated on October 20, 2011

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