By Tamyara Brown
My life was sinking looking to rise no more
All the love inside of me was gone.
All the energy to fight was floating across sea.
Obstacles of waves and high tides of disappointment was sure to rip me apart.
In a sea of destruction my tears could not be seen
The crashing of my life my yelling for help was not heard so I believed.
When it seemed it was over and I had only small shallow breaths. A hand from up above pulled me from the abyss.
I could breathe again. I was saved and when I asked why,
"I always come on time with a helping hand.
©2014 Tamyara Brown-Tamluvstowrite.
Author Tamyara Brown
My love for writing is unconditional. It is my sanity in this crazy world.