Saturday 13 July 2013

Drowning Quatrain


Drowning

 
Mind spinning with lack of air

I belong to the sea now if fear

Flashing spots of light dance in my eyes

As I sink down into my new demise

 
My precious bubbles of air float up high

Forehead, lungs and chest burn with every try

Arm reaching up as I continue below

I can feel death approaching, my old foe
 

Water gurgles, forcing itself down into my chest

Life slipping out of my grasp, when can I rest?

My world turns dark, pitch black

As I fade away, as I go slack

 
All my memories are nevermore

My lifeless body hits the seafloor

The hallway to the light has closed
 
So has my life, gone long ago

Tessa

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