Lake Poem by Jocelynn Halbauer

One toe in
Forget every sin
Up to your feet
Your starting weep
Now to your knees
Your body starts to freeze
Next to your waste
Better make haste
Then past your chest
Its for the best
Now to your throat
To where will you float?
Next to your chin
Don't worry about him
Then to your cheek
Your body feels weak
Next to your nose
Your mind has now froze
Then to your eyes
Remember the lies?
Now past your head
Too late, now your dead.

I wrote this poem when I was 11.