Strange to me that the three of us have escaped drowning.
One in darkness, one in water, and me in heart.
We’ve all fought.
Long and hard and with just cause.
One for a life, one for a future, and me for them.
Now. We’re breathing borrowed air
on borrowed time with borrowed words
to drag us through another day.
Drowning would have been far easier than this.
wow, nice!
also, where’s the picture from?
Bryn,
I hope you get this response. I couldn’t get to your site to leave you one there, but thank you for the kind words! Also, The painting…I’m not sure where it came from. I googled it, but I will say that it reflects everything I felt at the time. The elephant being heavier than me and yet he’s swimming. I guess it was reflective of the weight I felt internally… even an elephant was lighter than me.
I’m in better spirits now.