The Final Breath
As the flight attendant made the accouncement that this plane is going down
I took one last look at him
Not knowing it be the last time I see him again
My feet froze to the ground
but in my mind
I want to get up and run run run
but where where where
I look up to the celling and look out the window for the last time
I turn and looked at him in his eyes and told him I love you
and if either one us don't make it
don't you grieve
don't you die
don't fall apart because I'am not near your side
I held his hand tight as we went down down down
I felt the loud crash as the plane hit the ocean floor
I closed my eyes
I felt my life fading away
I blacked out
My hand slipped out of my partner hand
I try to gasp for air but nothing
water filled my lungs
I knew this was it
My life flash in front of my face
things you see before you walked into the light
I was hoping the hand of God would catch me and my man before the final breath
But if it's time to go
Then it's time to go
By Shaniki Smith
06-10-2016
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