I Was Under The Water
A feeling of being free over came me.
Like I was flying high above everything.
I couldnt open my mouth to speak.
The rush of water filled my ears.
The water went in my nose.
The warm waters forgave me.
Brought me peace and joy.
What I didnt know I was under the water.
I was drowning in front of them.
Its too late to fight for air.
Slipping slowly underneath the water.
The last thing I see is you.
Your hands picking me up.
I rise my hand to meet you.
My body gave up.
And the water took my life.
As I wanted it to in the first place.
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