Deep Water
I'm drowning, I'm sinking.
down. down. down.
I can breath but not a lot.
I reach for the surface,
but someone pushes me deeper down.
I look up to see the waves above my head.
I'm drowning, deeper. deeper. deeper.
I can't seem to catch myself.
Help! I scream, but no one hears me.
Is it all a dream? I ask.
Is it only a nightmare? I ask.
No. it's real. I tell myself. It's real.
I'm going even deeper,
then out of the blue,
someone reaches in and pulls me out.
I'm soaking wet at first,
but then I feel dry all of a sudden.
All my pain, soarness, agravation, hurt, and anger,
he took away from me.
Now I am calm, happy, considerate, and pasionate.
I am eaisy to let it go.
I am no longer drowning, and i never get to deep.
I know know how to float.
poem by Regan Galloway
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