A poetic expression of a person potentially suffering from manic depression.
|On a quiet lazy summer's afternoon under the cherry tree,
I find myself drifting on a boat of unfullfilled dreams.
An old journey of many a things never attained
Many a step too far in the darkness of sorrow.
I slowly drift over a river of shimmery white lilies,
Where perfect lives simply swim by just below me.
Dazzling white fluff of clouds float above my hazy thoughts.
A gentle breeze softly whispers lies of hope and love,
I breathe into the heavenly air and it’s almost sickening
The air is sweet and fresh, alive and vigorous, I feel betrayed.
My spirits soar...I laze on my refuge of delusion.
I hear the rhythmic beat of my heart, life coursing through my veins
I see no purpose or joy, with God a stranger in my life.
The silence of my existence is deafening.
I close my eyes and let the warm sunshine lull me to a deep dreamless sleep.
A dreamless sleep to an end with no beginning.