DrowningA Poem by MeganWe're drowning in the washed up current Our unspoken words whirl over our heads Creating a hurricane of regretted tides I've grown used to treading water But at this point, I've forgotten how to swim After years of the grip loosening We finally let go As I descend under the deep waters I look up And see you carelessly swimming. © 2013 Megan |
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