They pressure her
to swim further out,
the uncertainty weighs on her mind
if she can stay above
the crashing waves
rolling over her body.
She looks back
for some hope and a lot of help
wanting nothing but pure happiness.
They pressure her
to keep swimming,
so she swims further out
looking back once more
and she sees one person; to her amazement,
swimming towards her.
He catches up to her,
takes her hand,
and takes her back to shore.
She can't help but love him
for being with her for
who she is....not a swimmer.
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Samy's Poetry
PoetryA little bit of poetry from this crazy mind of mine. Hope it helps you feel something. Maybe even think something. <3
