The Sinking Ship Sharon Unfiltered mental health, poetry August 15, 2020February 3, 2021 1 Minute Unsplash A lonesome ship upon the sea Drifting on the waves to nowhere Her hull filling with water Desperately she bails out But alas! It’s too late She wells up salty tears Her hull overflowing She starts to sink The darkened depths consume her © Copyright: Sharon Lawson™ Sharing:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Published by Sharon Unfiltered I enjoy writing to share my mental and physical health issues. Lover of films, videogames, gardening, nature and the offbeat. View all posts by Sharon Unfiltered Published August 15, 2020February 3, 2021