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Blue
Life
Sounds and voices
They make up life
My life
Never-ending
The same cycle over and over
The sounds and noises
Like rippling water that never ceases
Until the beauty of the blue becomes just white
Like rowing a boat
That never seems to reach its destination
My hands cracked and sore
With splintered palms
Calloused fingers
And a broken spirit
Life goes on
Over
And over
And over again
The same thing every day
And I’m stuck in my seat
Rowing
And rowing
And rowing once more
Days
Months
Years
And I’m stuck
Paralyzed
Rowing
And rowing
And rowing
Yet I’m not moving forward
Circling
Over
And over
And over again
Life
My life
For how much longer?
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To be honest, this took me about five min to write. I wrote it when I was just feeling so overwhelmed and stressed with school because every day, it just felt that I was getting out of bed to do the exact same thing over and over again. It felt hopeless and depressing and as if I had no purpose, as if each day didn't even make it difference. And I guess the main question that I had as I wrote this was, when is it going to end? When is this emptiness going to go away? And I know lots of people can relate to this, not just with school, but maybe work or life in general. And so maybe this poem can help others feel less alone.