Treading Water

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: December 28, 2016

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Treading Water

 

Treading water endlessly,

Stretch your arms out – reach for me.

Pull me under, spit me out,

The sea, it’s raging, there’s no doubt.

It’s pouring in my mouth, my nose;

I’ll cough it out but don’t suppose

My strength is gonna last much longer.

Does it matter? I will ponder.

A large wave hits, it draws me down,

No more to be looked at like a clown.

They’ll see my hands, think I do wave,

Won’t recognize they need to save

Me before I drown forever.

Wrapped and tangled feet together

I cannot launch myself back upwards

Tied and bound by sea beds cords.

But suddenly they let me go --

I’m back up on the tidal flow

To breathe back in, breathe back out.

Can I summon the will to make a shout?

And if I do so, who will hear?

You are too far away, I fear.

I’ll struggle on and tread the water

Doing what I know I oughta,

But with a splash I’m drawn back in --

A battle that I just can’t win.


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