I Need To Grow Up, Or... Poem by Gabby J

a means to an end
I mean for it to end
it is gone
I am better
sometimes it is shown
but I am slightly tethered
I am worn out
from what, I do not know
my mind wonders about
my dreams are dashed and thrown
if it stays there will be no more
I mean of me, for this I can swear
washed upon the shore
my dreams, yes, my dreams
who cares really, who cares?
'tis a question I ask in all seriousness
beams of light try and reach
but I am dreary
lying on the beach
there, simply there, lying on the beach