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Monday, July 18, 2011

Poem 276: Drowning

I fell in first, 
you tried to save me.  
You tried to pull me back
but in the process you fell too
the momentum was too grand
we sank together, then I sprang up
I swam straight towards the sun
you were pulled down 
by mud and current, 
leaving only your arms up.

Then the current pulled me by you 
you grabbed my feet and latched on tight
I thought perhaps it was the branches and 
I fought to shake them off
I did not prevail, 
your grasp was too strong,
my breath was running low
the surface so close I could touch it, 
but you didn't know

You afraid of dying
trapped in the deepest part 
hoped to be pulled up by me
but loving with your heart
let me go after your thoughts 
had realized we'd both die
you let me live, and let me be the one
to cry and cry

when I had breath
I swam back 
to the place I thought you'd be
with arms reaching out towards Heaven
but the current had carried me
far away from where you were
no matter how I tried
I never found your hands again
reaching out for life

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