Drowning

I know I'm drowning
but I can't help myself
I'm caught up in the whirlpool
of my emotions
Feelings I thought were gone
buried under the pain
of all the past betrayals
I wish I could swim away
from the deep ocean of your eyes
Save myself before I go under
for the last time, again

May 4, 2005
Copyright Michelle Simpson

Oh, Michelle, I know the feeling so well!

You write well of it here, and bring this familiar feeling rushing back with such immediacy that it's a very effective and direct poem.

Thanks for sharing this, and I hope all is going OK with you, in love and in every way.

Respect and solidarity, friend and fellow poet.

Love,

+Stevie

to catch so much and say it so well....