July 17th 2006

I haven't written any new poems lately. Still need to think about that war one.
I found though that if I plan on writing one about a certain subject it ussually isn't as good as my spontaneous ones.
I just remembered a poem that I wrote and never transfered to the comp. It is kinda' strange and I don't really like it but I'll post it as soon as I get it onto a Word document.
Did some writting yesterday. Wrote the prologue to my book. I thought of something I needed to add though. Only a few sentences, shouldn't take long.
Well, here is a poem.

Watery Grave

I’m sinking, I’m sinking
Please save me,
I’m drowning in this dreadful sea

I’m dying, I’m dying
Please help me,
Before the dark waves wash o’er me

I look up, but can’t see the sun,
I kick my legs to swim, I try to run,
I gasp for air, but gulp water

Will no one help me out of this place?
I’m going further underneath
I must see a rescuers face

My watery grave is full of tears,
No one rescued me, I died alone
My death was mourned for many years

No one heard my cries for help,
My life was washed away by the sea
I cried, I screamed, I even yelled

But no one came to save my life,
I watched the billows wash o’er me
No one cared of my strife

I said a prayer, a thanks to God,
That Jesus paid the price
That You would love me, how odd

But because of Your sacrifice
And because you loved me so,
You sent Messiah, Savior and Christ
To die in my place
No fear had I of death,
I was saved by your grace.