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Title: Why oh why?

by Nadine | in writing, poetry

Tick tock tick tock
I struggle to fit the clumsy helmet
Alas it's not secure

I must keep still
I mustn't move, breath
How did I let myself get into this?

I am being surrounded
I'm drowning
Under a musty green sea

I have to get up
I have to at least try
How did I let myself get into this?

I heart voices all around me
Yelling and calling out
I cough, I choke, I am still drowning

I feel so alone
Yet I am so crowded
How did I let myself get into this?

Is this what hell feels like?
What it feels like to die
How did I let myself get into this?

Alas I am too young to die
I don't want to die
Somebody please save me

How did I let myself get into this?

I feel a hand reaching out to me
I grab on to it with the little strength I have left
At last a piece of hope.

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A poem to emphasise how hard it was in the war.

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alone, hard, original_b, peom fictional, poetry, sad, war

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