Drowning Poem by Bryan Alexander
Drowning
trapped beneath the surface
the icy cold fills my lungs
I watch the suns rays
bounce off the waves surface
reflecting on the seconds left
I have to live
water in my lungs grows heavy
and I am weak
pull me toward the seas floor
to the treasures that you keep
the tiny bubbles that dance around my head
are a million galaxys
love this drowning poem....never thought dying could sound so beautiful! !
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4/26/2024 9:17:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is of course, the ultimate senario, the finest hour, the moment of reckoning... not for one, but for us all..... lovely x