Watermark Poem by Donna Dolorical

Feeling helpless but duty-bound
You struggled to heave the world
Onto you shoulders
When the great ball kept rolling off
What happened, did the guilt do you in?

Ever the consummate artist
You dared not cheat nor lie to your audience
When putting on the inevitable mask
You made sure it was transparent
Now look where it got you
Only supposed to read the lines
But you deliberately lived it

With a voice gently compelling
Purity and naiveté so disarming
You used your greenstick wisdom
To keep people from faltering
But you faltered too, only you hid it so well
Alas, those around you, they forgot
You were just a child, you needed help as well

You lived hard, tired out too fast
From trying to make a difference
In a world lost in it's decadence
Melodies and rhymes were a consolation
But that night nothing was sufficient
When the devil came knocking
He was dressed up in a little vial
You acquiesced, never hesitating
Things were tough, you so brittle

People now recall, the night you called
Saying you were having trouble
Keeping your head above water
Well, wish they could've done something
Too late now, you're done drowning