You saw me drowning so you reached out your hand; but you keep it just far enough away that I'm struggling to reach it.
You watch as I struggle to reach out further and further, but I'm sinking so quickly there's no way to reach you.
Instead of leaning further towards me you just sit down on your knees and wait; arm still stretched. You just watch and you wait. Almost calm.
You've always just watched and waited. It's like you enjoy watching me struggle and suffer. Yes, usually I can find the strength to pull myself to the surface and above it all but the one time I'm just too weak, you still just sat there and watched.
With blankness in your eyes and emptiness in your heart, you watched.
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Author:
Niki Oz (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I quickly typed this out and have to finish and correct it later. Posting this message so everyone knows it is not finished but I do not have paper at the moment. Thank you if you read this and I will be finishing it later today. Thank you.
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