The Way Of Life Poem by Megan VanPool
The Way Of Life
People surround me
Invading my space
I'm suffocating
Air supply cut off
as this noose tightens
I step
A sea of black engulfs me
Images flash my past.
It's almost gone.
Fingers wrap around my wrist
They tug
Memories flood back
They tug
Sunshine enters view
They tug
My head breaks surface
They tug
Air rushes into my lungs
They tug
I see your face
They tug
I return to life.
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