The feeling of being carried along,
Like floodgates that open suddenly
And knock you from your feet,
Waters rushing over you
Drowning you
Making you scream and cry and thrash out
Asking
'Why should I drown
When they have a raft?
Why should I need to die
When they are pulled to safety?'
And all the while hoping
Praying
That they will pull you out too
That you will be rescued.
And yet
As the waters swallow you up
And you feel your lungs collapse
As your eyes grow dark and your body becomes cold
Yes
In that moment
You smile
Because it was their waters which drowned you.
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You: A Collection Of Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I have written/am still writing that capture my feelings toward one of my best friends.
