I stop in front of a puddle
I step inside.
I fall.
I am drowning.
D
R
O
W
N
I
N
G
In a puddle...
Puddle of blood.
Suffocating...
Suffocating of what we used to have...
Used...
Abused...
Reused...
I fall--
Fall in deeper
Harder
Faster
--And I stop.
Stop in time.
I can't see a thing.
All I see is what we used to have,
But now I am drowning...
Drowning in a puddle of our past.
D for death
R for revolt
O for orgasm
W for winniners
N for nothing
I for I
N for negligence
G for the growth...
Of nothing.
Drowning...
First poem of what and how I feel.Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!


