Poem -
Drowning
Stricken with pain for reasons unknown. Tipping up and slopping down to the undertow. Last desperate gasp for air turns to compression. Vitalitity turned to cruel intention. Disheartened and beaten laying naked to the world, calloused cold rolling with the rip curl. Annonymous behavior traced to the source. Befreinding the errie rotting corpse. Although leering backwards to the image in the mirror, still frantically searching soul full of terror. Grabbing the opisite hand in fear; pulling safely to the clear.
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Hello Rager, really dig this write man, it is straight forward, walkin the razors edge, very right on... Good narrative, telling it like it is, first hand, instead of 2nd or 3rd person style describing someone else, this made it heavier, more real, relatable, an able to lose mine self in your write man, very well done... The hand written notes are a great touch to this, take good care:
Thanx for the recognition. Always great to hear from the dreamers