Quietly I stand
on top the sand
dreaming of cool water
swimming
Drowning,sinking,dying
I dive
head first smiling
I'll be free
to walk amongst
the dead
I'll leave you in angst
Crying sobbing hoping
your just dreaming
and tomorrow my smile will be beaming
and you'll keep lying
to your self
say it with me
dead
i drowned
deep deep down my legs are bound
try and find me,but you can't
because I quietly stand
on top of the sand
dreaming
another poem followed by more holes more tears
no words nothing to say
loud and rough I scream
save me I whisper falling back
i wish I was dead
why can't I be dead..
