Not Able

A poem about someone reaching for a hand.

Think of me not able to move,

The waters rising full.

Unmoveable hands are shaking for you,

You stand there not able to help.

I know your lying, I can tell.

Under water, washes away the tears.

Coming face to face with my worst fears.

Im not able to breathe.

I thought you loved only me.

They say you hurt the ones you love

You know your the only one I think of.

Your my last hope for a chance living,

Help me for a chance of giving.

I miss your touch, the way you smell,

Everything reminds me so much,

You caught me before I fell.

When you let go, I saw the whole show.

You lied, cheated; I cried, felt defeated.

Not able to smile, no laugh,

not able to cry, nor have.

The water is rising, you know im dying.

Sooner or later, I will drwon,

Slowly hurting, with a frown.

With your smile, you stand for awhile,

Not able to care, all you do is stare.