Tuesday, November 18, 2014


Water all around me.
On all sides.
Ice cold water.
Like a hand from below,
pulling me deeper.
Deep into the unknown.
Must hold on.
Hold on to life.
Waves pushing me away.
Away from the shore.
Away from life.
I will swim.
I will tread water.
I will keep my head
above the water.
I will survive.

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