Drowning

by Ressa   Apr 28, 2004


Taking the first step in
Cold, so very cold
Sharp rocks scraping your feet
it doesn't matter
soon it will be over
soon there will be an end
wading in slowly, deliberately
shocks of icy water splashing you
life has no spark to warm you
Touching shoulders now
so very cold
Bitter thoughts
course through your head
Your mind is over run, lost
Sinking below the ice
breathe it in
one last thought...peace.

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