July 21, 2008
By Danielle Terry, Simi Valley, CA

One step, two step, i walk along the beach,
Three step,four step, tears come to me,
Five,six,seven,eight,they roll down my face;
Drowning whats left of me.

Ive got a broken Heart,broken family,broken skin, bleeding,
I run along the beach,
Running from my problems,
They chase me as if i am their dream,
I have to face this head on...

I stop running,
Turn around,
And they have me!
I am drowning in my problems,
My sarrow,
Would someone please thow me a life vest?

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