
A little symbolism...something that kind of flashed through my head tonight. Something I just needed to see written down. One of those 'then do something about it, stupid' things that nothing ever gets done about.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 86 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-02-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2410639
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Drowning:
I find myself choking,
Slipping deeper into this
Roiling water that
Reaches about me
Like great arms
To pull me beneath
And extinguish this
Flame of life
Only to save myself
I must cry out
Cry out and be heard
Over the waves
That toss and spray
The words seem
Lodged in my throat
As I bid a silent
Farewell to land
Of light
And begin a slow
Spiral of
Darkness and the cold
But even in death
These small words
Will not be heard
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