Monday, October 10, 2005

Waters Edge

I'm drowning in this middle space,
I'm begging you for peace.
You've dangled me at waters edge
for hours without release.

Up and down, you push and pull
flood me with deceit
each time I think your hands will lead
to a safe and dry retreat

Pull me up so I can breath
a cool and bitter breath
or hold me down and let me cease
my fighting now with death.

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