Tuesday, May 26, 2009


She is always kicking her feet,
treading water, the only way
to stay afloat
when the people you love
cling to your arms
because they are afraid
of drowning.

She is always gasping for air
and breathing in brine,
crying out, her words echoing
off the ears of friends
who throw her lines
she can’t accept.


Dorkmaster Flek said...

I'm not sure who this is about. You'll have to explain it to me later. :)

a child's dream said...

brought tears to my eyes... ~question mark

mary said...

awh so sad... great poem though. very touching.