Friday, August 24, 2007

Drowning

I swim.
I drown.
Drowning,
in tears.
A pool of mud!
Like quicksand,
pulled deeper and deeper.
The weight unbearable,
it presses on my being.
Too weak to fight it.
Tired. Jaded.

I swim.
I drown.
Drowning,
in tears.
A pool of mud!

It aches.
Tears. Draining.
No more tears. Drained.
Numb.

Help.
Please,
pull me out.
Help.

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