Poetry

Lifeline

Holding on for something more
Money running out
The well almost dry
Looking for help

She tries everything
Does all she can
To keep above water
Deviating from her plan

She forgets to breathe
As she fights on
The gods don’t listen
Has she done something wrong?

Those closest won’t help
Most ignore her
Used to it anyway
The line is just a blur

All she can do it try
Try to find a way
Hoping for a lifeline
For change will come someday

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Darren Greenidge

I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life. I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones. Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible. My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love. I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''

2 thoughts on “Lifeline”

  1. as usual, your poetry is beautiful.. 🙂 i feel that we all feel like this on most days.. waiting for a change..nicely done..

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