Let Me Know It Is I You Will Miss - Poem by Andrew Hinton
Feel the pressure pushing in from all around,
The grip of cold water as it begins to surround.
See your dreams float like pockets of air,
Things you wish you had strength to dare.
Away they rise, leaving you to your demise.
Dragged towards the bottom in a bitter lie,
Sinking alone and waiting to die.
The realization you are not as good,
And some one will take the place
Of where you once stood,
As tears run down my face.
What do I have to give that you desire?
What adventures light your fire?
You'll say you still love me for who I am,
But compared to others I am a lamb.
And they are wild and full of life,
You wouldn't want to be my wife.
I am tired and shattered,
I will only leave you battered.
Fly free, and leave me be.
Let me sink to the bottom of this abyss.
Just let me know it is I you will miss.
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