Water

My whole life, I've been in a tank.
There has always been water in it.
It filled the tank past my head.
But I had a life jacket. 
I could cope with the water.

There was no fear of drowning.
Until now. My life jacket has
been taken away, and I cannot swim.
The water is weighing down on me, 
pressing against me from all sides.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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