Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

August 14, 2007

Drowning

by Jacquelynn

my fingers skim the water

rippling my fate

touching echoes of the ones before

who died in this same state

im floating in this liquid

im breathing in the death

i cannot whisper a goodbye

to the ones that i have left

i feel my lungs aching

wanted air they cannot have

i feel my heart beat shaking

i feel deaths stab

i see the underwater world

so beautiful and deadly

i close my eyes and release myself

letting death surround me

i suddenly feel everything stop...

and i become an echo

just like the ones before me

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