Drowning

I know that it’s good
Most of the time
My heads above water
Most of the time
But sometimes I go under
And I’m really not fine
I’m gasping for breath
It’s a really thin line
I’m trying so hard to swim
But sometimes I sink
I’m trying hard not to hurt
But sometimes I think
I remember painful things
A wave crashing over me
The more that I remember
I’m getting drown at sea
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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August 26, 2011 at 9:14 PM
memory a double edged sword...sometimes I think that's why we loose it as we age! light & love
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