Peter Dome Poet Free verse

Suffocating a Gasp For Breath

My feet are stuck in the mire 
I struggle but cannot free myself
As the mud gets higher and higher.

And the more I struggle and fight
The deeper I go
Down into the murky suffocating
Depths below.

The mud rises now rises up to my waist
I panic arms aloft and  let out a primal scream
''Help me''!!!!!!
In haste
But no one comes
As reality bites
About my impending demise
As my muddy grave and impending
Death
As I struggle
With one last gasp of breath.

My bones never discovered
The mires secrets kept
Never missed  forgotten
Not even a whisper of a thought
In anyone's mind of me
No sadness or regret.

I am nothing.

Peter Dome.Copyright.2015. May.

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Anna Hopper May 20, 2015 at 7:21 AM You would be missed from poetry soup my friend. Peter Dome May 20, 2015 at 7:43 AM Thank you Anna. I really appreciate you kind words. Pity my family wouldn't. take good care my friend. my warm best wishes. Pete.