“The Drowning” 

Silently, I lurk inside

Trying to break free. 

Desperately, I search my mind

Who is the real me?

I reach for her

And call her name. 

She turns in fear 

and runs away. 

“Come out, my child,

You shall not be harmed. 

The world is mild. 

Do not be alarmed.”

But still she just does not come near. 

Just drowns in all her falling tears. 

Written on February 24, 1998

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