Life is such...

Wishing Well

One day I got afraid and started looking too far ahead

And fell down a well because I wasn’t concentrating

I have been treading water ever since

Although there is a circle of light above me

I cannot seem to climb out from this abyss

Bricks lettered with foolishness, immaturity and selfishness

Seem to crumble in my hands as I grab at them

My fingertips have bled with desire

My lungs fill with the salty taste of regret

It’s hard to breath down here, but still I cannot drown yet

I called out for help and was heard

People came rushing to help and even threw down some rope

It never really stretched far enough

And since, I have had to watch the faces of my guardians

Fade from above, one by one, as they walked away

I have had a lot of time to reflect in the murky water

Since I have been down so long

Should I ever be grounded again

I will put up a sign to warn others of this peril

However, this is still my source of misery

If I had one wish? Well…

It would be to have had the foresight to see

How far into darkness you can fall

Instead of letting go of your hand and wishing you well

I would have squeezed it harder and held you close