Off into the sunset …

91.          Drowning

Although it is a heartfelt wish
To swim as freely as a fish
And dive below without a nervous dread;
I find, instead, I shut my eyes
No matter how I strategize
To keep them open, staring straight ahead.

And so my time beneath the wave,
Is short, because I’m not so brave,
The reason for my timid state I share:
It really doesn’t […]