another poem

Jun 11, 2005 16:09

I watch them drown in front of me
but I'm tied to a tree
I see the pain in their face
The feeling of not being able to reach them kills me
I reach....
But I can't touch their hand
I yell their names but they can't hear me
I watched them drown,
and couldn't help them.
I watched a part of me die.-Hannah Allen
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