The Return Of Me

Seven.
Remember I

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Into murky, dark waters,
Goldfish grinning
Came to say “hello”,
Bits, pieces of debris
Insects, bugs and all,
Swallowed,
In very sorry tummy
Bloated and full.
Out I looked
To darkness and
Terrifying Hell,

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Sinking,
With no hope
Of return,
Spiralling,
Out of control,
Desperate struggle begins
To return and gaze
Upon beloved earth,
Bright stars and sun.
Little hands grasp frantically,
Reaching up to heaven skies
Pleading, reeling for air.
Search for mirthful mermaids
To rescue me,
That’s what the stories say
Where could they be?
But,
Nothing but darkness
Enveloping me,

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To depths of nightmares,
Like nighttimes
My monster waits,
He’s oh so hungry
Sharpened his pointed teeth
Yesterday,
On razor-edged rocks
Not far below,
Preparing to banquet,
On my little soul.
Why does it have
To be me?

Sees me now,
Clapping his hands,
Threading through shadow lands,

W-I-D-E

His gaping, bloody mouth
Rushing at me,
Will consume little parts
Of flesh, skin and bones.
I’m going to die.
Not going home.
Can’t even scream, sob, or moan.

Up and up through water
Hurtling,
Like a shooting star,
Straight into air
Flying like an angel
Of God,
But no whisper of breeze,
Debris rotten, clings,
Goldfish say “goodbye”,
The monster is roaring
Deprived, he sinks
Still calling,
Back to hide beneath and
Slumber till nighttime down

B
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“BREATHE, BREATHE, BREATHE”
He’s screaming at me,
Hands squeeze hard,
Shaking bones,
Mouth spews it out with force,
Rattling
Grabbing me,
Inhale exhale inhale exhale
BREATHE!
Suddenly
I’m back where I should be
Inside of me.