TiMe-LiNe

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

this poem was written by the sole purpose of a challenge issued by my English teacher, who is awesome just saying it. well hope you enjoy it.

Can't breathe,
Water soaking through my skin and into my lungs.
Never imagined this,
Remembered how I started to.....
 
say hey and hello to my grandkids, walking backwards, 
Peeling years back and back.
 
"ZAP"
 
My wedding day. 
worried... "I'm making the right choice, right?" 
 
"ZAP"
 
Walking into my prom. it's beautiful, nightlights and stars.
COOL..... here with my date. my love. my.......
 
"ZAP"
 
My 15th birthday. "happy birthday" my family screams. I asked for a bike but got a motorcycle. 
I smiled soo much.
 
"ZAP"
 
my first memory at the age of 3...
walking towards strange poeple. being happy for no reason.
 
"ZAP"
 
having the feeling of popping out of my birthplace, my creator. 
 
I cry in sadness. WUA! WUA!
 
"ZAP"
 
3...2...1...
0
Drowned by acciedent.
 
Lived by purpose,
 
This was my time.


Submitted: April 24, 2012

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