Crossing Over


By Wordbylynda

I saw her eyes … just like mine;
she had a scar … (just like mine)
Body numb, face lifeless …

They pulled her out as the water drew her final breath
The crowd gathered to observe the tearful wreck,
oh what tears the water held on that sunny day,
as the sunny rays made the river water sparkle

I remembered driving down the road, sun on my skin,
beautifully burning my skin
Now I could no longer feel that burn,
could no longer feel a thing

Last I remembered was cool water breeze,
as it drew my life out of me.

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