SWALLOW

There is a thing that I think.
There is a thing that I feel.
There is a thing I believe.
There is a thing I do not know.
Taking me away from me.
Throwing me to the angry waves.
I swallow water and sink.
As the dark swallows me.
I sink deeper.
I become blind.
I become deaf.
No more feeling.
Just the dark surrounding, consuming.
I am sinking in the dark of the depths
   of my own tears.
I am frozen.
I am trapped.
I cannot scream.
I cannot even cry.
There is a thing....elusive, vague.

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(09/04/2013)