Poetry Of A Teenage Weirdo Fish

Epitaph Of Future Past

I tried to live my life as water

Flowing past my problems and slowly chipping them away

I joined the rest of the rushing rivers and broke down the dams of current society during my short time flowing freely

All water ends up in the ocean though

So that's where I am now

Peaceful, silent, still

Surrounded by all the water that arrived before me

Calmly floating up to the clouds

Only to begin again