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Pushing me under.

Poetry By: Jane Mitchell

a poem of a girl I did once in E.L.A in sixth grade

Submitted:Oct 23, 2012    Reads: 19    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Pushing me under.

I can hardly breathe as they push me under.

Water in my lungs.

No where to go beyond yonder.

A reflection in my face.

Weighed down by the sea as it carried me.

Oh this was it it was the last of me.

I let the water become apart of me.

I close my eyes And waited to die--

NO! It wont happen this way!

Lift me! Lift me!

I want to breathe but I can't I see blood in the water.

I geuss this is it I am dead.

I sink to the sea bed and lay on the soft sand in the sea.

I sleep a very long sleep.



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