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Marshall CB Hiatt
Poems
May 2017
You make it hard to breathe.
Caught in a hurricane.
My skin is freezing beyond the point of goosebumps,
I'm letting go-
Holding on and you're letting go
Let me go.
Fingers slipping
Frozen
Wet.
My grasp weakens, you're breaking away.
Maelstrom to my harbor.
I can't breathe,
Every gasp I take is water,
Drowning every time.
My air is gone.
Blacked out sun.
It's like night
But not as beautiful.
This is a swamp of pain
I can't let go.
I will sail
Torn flags, I will sail
By God I will sail.
Maelstrom, hurricane, thunderstorm,
I will hold on.
Written by
Marshall CB Hiatt
21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)
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