A Peaceful Calm Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Altogether, sitting, waiting for something to happen,
hoping it will be good.
There's never anyway to know how far life will take
you or just drop you somewhere unpleasant along the way.
Treading water, knowing eventually I will weaken and
go under, doesn't seem to matter anymore.
There's a peaceful calm filling me, a feeling of freedom
has set itself deeply in my mind.
Escaping from the rigid limitations set in place,
just by being alive, has set me on my own and rejoicing
for the life I have beyond.