The Bottom of the Pool
Somewhere at the bottom of the pool
Beautiful shimmers of blue light and water
Holding my breath and wondering…
Can I ever make it to the top again?
My arms are so heavy and there are little black dots across my vision
Staying would be easier
People swimming above; playing on the surface don’t even know I’m here
I am invisible –
I close my eyes.
Copyright © Kelly Mcdonald | Year Posted 2006
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