My Sanctuary
I look up into the sunlight from the depths of the water below.
I can see everything around me clear as day.
I can see the world above, all of the tradgedy and greed.
Should I go back up to this world?
I let the worm water lap me as I decide.
I lay back and let the water take me to where I am supposed to be.
They take me deeeper into the water,
To see a world below untouched by pollution and greed.
I shall make this my sanctuary.
When I need to escape from the world above,
I will return to this secret place.
I remember how to get there,
Even now so many years later I do.
I go up to the surface,
For one last breath,
Before I go back down to my sanctuary.
But, before I get there,
The human population destroyed it.
Leaving nothing but my memories,
of my sanctuary.
I can see everything around me clear as day.
I can see the world above, all of the tradgedy and greed.
Should I go back up to this world?
I let the worm water lap me as I decide.
I lay back and let the water take me to where I am supposed to be.
They take me deeeper into the water,
To see a world below untouched by pollution and greed.
I shall make this my sanctuary.
When I need to escape from the world above,
I will return to this secret place.
I remember how to get there,
Even now so many years later I do.
I go up to the surface,
For one last breath,
Before I go back down to my sanctuary.
But, before I get there,
The human population destroyed it.
Leaving nothing but my memories,
of my sanctuary.
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I wrote this a year ago..I see many themes running with this...
Me deciding whether or not to return to the real world
Humans turning the world to muck
Not letting others decide for you...
I don't know... I still love this poem