Chasing a Futile Dream
Can you catch the flailing body,
which descends from the deep,
I can't slow down, I've gone too far.
I don't know how to cushion this fall,
thoughts of hatred cascade down my back; washing away my happiness.
For once I could be treated as something beautiful,
a butterfly with giant, glorious wings which batted away all the negativity.
The End
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Chasing a Futile Dream, which
was posted on Sep 27, 2011 by
IchigoRingo-Chan.
This is a solo poem.
About this poem
"An metaphorical anthology of how I feel about my life."
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Blank Verse, Lyric, Teen / Young Adult
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