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							Sun 11 May, 2003 03:08 am
						
						
					
					
					
						My hands are raw
from clawing at the arms
trying, desperately, to keep me down.
I pray, I can defeat
this coward which has
crawled deep inside of me.
I struggle to resist
this urgent urge
to escape all those
wanting to smother
and drown me.
No longer, can I allow
myself to be held down
by the hands of anyone.
I strain to break free
from those clutches
pulling me under
and force my weary
head just above water.
I pray, today, I'll find
strength to become
more than the frail shell
reflection of the person
I am today.
I swallow the thick taste
of self-doubt wedged in
my throat and push 
myself to the shore
of my emotions and begin
to breathe life again.
					
				 
				
						
														
					
												Welcome to the site!
A question:
"this coward which has"
Do you really mean "which"?
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Hi Craven,
Thank you for the welcome. To answer your question, yes. Thank you for writing. 
Bye,
RavenEye 
											 
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Raven Eye- Wow- What powerful imagery! Welcome to Able2Know!
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Welcome to a2k, RavenEye. 
Your poem is so full of struggle that it almost takes one's breath away. 
I look forward to reading more.
											
					
				 
																									
						
														
					
												Hi, Phoenix 
 
Thanks for the kind comment and the welcome! 
Bye,
RavenEye 
											 
					
				 
																
						
														
					
												Hello Diane, 
 
I am so pleased you liked my poem. I'll be posting again soon! Thank you so much for the welcome. 
Bye,
RavenEye