Into The Sea…

When I was told

What did unfold

I’ll admit that

I was envious

For you achieved

Of what I dream

As my will to live

Is tenuous

Bottom Of The Class

I
scroll
through
your words

And
realise
mine don’t
compare

For
you all
write so
beautifully

Whereas
I splurge
without
a care

Carry on ‘studying’

For your Mickey Mouse degree

But just know whatever happens

You’ll never be better than me

All
you
do is
bitch
and
moan

And I
listen
with
a sigh

For
you can’t
see what’s
right in
front of
you

Life,
passing
you by

My head hurts,
Does yours?

My heart cries,
Does yours?

My body aches,
Does yours?

My soul dies,
Does yours?

How can it?

Your head
is as pretty
as a picture.

Your heart
is full
to bursting.

Your body
is as perfect
as a model,

And your soul
is an eagle
soaring high above
the rocky plains.

Lucky you.