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Author: Paper Terrace
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Published: 03-23-04 - Updated: 03-23-04 - id:1559759
Thin Ice
Do I need anyone else?
Or am I better off
All by myself
When life takes me down
Is there going to be anyone
To pull me back
To the surface
Or are they just gonna watch
As I slowly drown
The oxygen
Leaving my lungs
As I try to break
Through the water's surface
My face will turn blue
Well will they just turn away?
Will someone pull me out?
Of this hole
Back onto thin ice
Where everyone else is
That's where we all are
Walking on thin ice
During our long lives
Will the wind
Cut through my skin
Breaking the skin
Blood seeping down
My arms and legs
Will I scream in pain?
The ice
Turning blood red
And becoming slick
Will anyone
Help me back up
Or cover me up
Will it just be
Another challenge in life
I have to face alone
Cause it seems
Every year
I'm still here
Fighting life
All by myself
Don't think I mind
All that much
Anymore
Grown to live on my own
As we walk
Across this thin ice
Wearing thermal boots
How many of us
Will fall
Into the water
To be drowned by life
Who are the ones?
That will save
Everyone else
When they fall in
Who will save them?
Any walk of life
We're all here
Walking right above
The blue cold death
Doesn't matter who you are
One day you're going to fall in
Will there be anyone
To pull you out
The screams of another man
Woman or child
Falling in
Fall upon deaf ears
As everyone
Continues to walk on
Will we ever find
Solid ice again
Where did we all stray?
So long ago
To get here today
Was it because?
We are all so depressed
About one thing or another
Something
We did
When the blizzard comes
Will the cold
Suck the heat from my body
Will I fall?
Upon the ice
My body turning black and blue
As the ice starts to crack
Have I the strength
To pull myself up
Keep going all alone
Or will I finally give in to death
Drifting into beautiful blackness
The last thing I see
Is water coming at me
From all sides
No I don't think
Anyone
Will ever be there
To help me back up
After I fall
When I fall
Into the deep waters of death
Who will save me then?
When I can't swim
And I can't breathe
Life leaving my body
As I finally die


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