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I figured I should post something. ;) This is a poem I wrote last year... I'm not a poet but I think this turned out okay. Constructive criticism will earn you cookies!
I was drowning, my lifeboat just a shard of broken dignity.
I tried to reach for you, but you just stared-
Unconcerned.
And when I'd almost reached the surface,
You pushed me back underwater,
Leaving me to drown.
Somehow I survived,
The ragged breath of solitude healing me more than it should have.
I waited for an apology, but there was none,
Only a cold stare of frigid disdain.
Your animosity was like the clouds before a thunderstorm,
Dark and gloomy, threatening to unleash fury at any moment,
But yours was never unchained.
Something I did made you feel remorse,
The way it always happened.
What was it this time? Was it when you saw me crying tears of ice?
Or when I decided that I simply didn't care anymore,
Leaving you alone in a crowded room.
But after all that time, all that loathing,
You're the one who's drowning now.
You reach for me, and I see myself mirrored in your eyes,
Through the hazy distortion of the water.
I think of ignoring you, but where will that get me?
Reoccurrences are our fates, so it seems.
And so I extend a hand to you,
Because I don't want to drown anymore.
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