Gasping for air

July 7, 2009
By caylajoan GOLD, Clark, New Jersey
caylajoan GOLD, Clark, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
Writers become writers because they are
comfortable alone. Out of that silence emerges
a kind of music that doesn’t need screaming fans

I am drowning in an ocean full of lies, trying to escape,
but waves of selfishness come crashing down.

I watch as tears fall from your eyes and a force pushes me to the deep - two weights that will not cease.

I hurt you for the last time,
breaking the grip that was keeping
our friendship alive.
No more life preserver to save me from this guilt,
I struggle in high tide.

If only time could rewind,
I would take back all my lies,
and be the friend I should have always been.

This time it's too late,
I'm stranded
too far from land
to swim.

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