Poem: Lost in a Sea of Pain

Adrift, alone, the sky gone black,
No stars to guide, no turning back.
The waves rise up like silent screams,
And drown the edges of my dreams.

The salt has carved beneath my skin,
Each wound a whisper deep within.
I reach for light, but all I find
Are echoes of a fractured mind.

The currents pull where hope can’t go,
To depths where only shadows grow.
No shoreline waits, no hand, no name—
Just tides that carry grief and blame.

I scream, but silence takes the sound,
And buries it beneath the ground
Of all the things I should have said,
Now floating with the long-lost dead.

My heart’s a boat with broken oars,
That crashes on unseen, jagged shores.
No map, no stars, no wind remains—
Just me, alone, in seas of pain.

Yet somewhere deep beneath the tide,
A part of me has not yet died.
It flickers faint—a stubborn spark—
Still fighting in the endless dark.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie