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Water
I feel like I am slipping.
Too far from the water's edge.
I cannot touch the bottom,
and I do not know how to swim.
I am cold, I am surrounded.
The water is over my head.
I am falling further under,
and now I cannot see.
I am screaming, I am splashing,
and I cannot save myself.
I am barely breathing,
and I cannot find the surface.
I am no longer moving,
and I am giving up.
I am no longer screaming,
the water is filling my lungs.
I am sinking, I am leaving,
and no one knows the truth.
I am drowning, I am dying,
and no one can hear my plea.
I can feel my heart stopping,
and I do not want to die.
I cannot feel anything,
I guess this is goodbye.
Too far from the water's edge.
I cannot touch the bottom,
and I do not know how to swim.
I am cold, I am surrounded.
The water is over my head.
I am falling further under,
and now I cannot see.
I am screaming, I am splashing,
and I cannot save myself.
I am barely breathing,
and I cannot find the surface.
I am no longer moving,
and I am giving up.
I am no longer screaming,
the water is filling my lungs.
I am sinking, I am leaving,
and no one knows the truth.
I am drowning, I am dying,
and no one can hear my plea.
I can feel my heart stopping,
and I do not want to die.
I cannot feel anything,
I guess this is goodbye.
Published 14th Sep 2011
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Anonymous
14th Sep 2011 11:09pm
a good poem loved it
12th Oct 2011 1:50pm
There is desperation here; the words sound like they were spoken by a panicked person. Its that vivid in the telling...
13th Oct 2011 3:51am
15th Dec 2011 7:46am
Beginning the same as part two, like a reoccuring dream. The variations in imagery foreshadow the chilling end. You are still here, so like part two, a hand from above must have come to rescue you.
