Help, I am drowning.
The current sweeps my frail body away,
The water fills my lungs,
I gasp, I sputter, I try to breathe.
I drift and float away.
I see a little branch hanging from the bank,
Oh! Grab it!
Two weak fingers try to hold on,
But slips away in seconds,
The current is too strong.
Then I try to shout for help,
Help! A soft sputter..
Softer than the gust of wind,
The rushing waters.
No one hears me.
The water gets colder,
I could feel it in my bones.
The water fills my lungs,
it hurts my chest.
Will I explode?
Will I disappear into nothingness?
As the sun goes down when evening falls,
I struggle to look for my sun,
The sun, to make daylight come again.
4 comments:
hun
the must b another branch in front,
a longer and thicker one,
waiting for u to grab hold on it.
So just look forward and regain your strength.
No worries, the sun will always rise again tomorrow, as long as your can see it =)
add oil~
the sun is alwiz there..just that you're concentrating too much on the clouds, u cant see it..
all u need 2 do is pull urself to the shore..n look up..
God loves us too much to let us drown.. its just His way of making us stronger so the next time we r pushed into the deep sea, we know that we shouldnt panic and let the waves swallow us but start doing big strokes and swim to shore..
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