Untouched by the Tide

The last pebble on the beach, Untouched by the tide. Ignored by the gulls, And half-buried in the sand. Invisible to all. Unneeded. No purpose, Just there. Cold. Hard. A small black blip upon a golden sprawl, Void of feeling. .                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     . The waves of life roll on, Refusing to sweep you away with them. * […]