Pouring Water On A Drowning Man

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    Pouring Water On A Drowning Man

    I try to do just what I can
    To look at him and see a man...
    As I boil my anger in a frying pan
    Pouring it on a drowning man.
    And I'm just as sick as I can be
    And Im hurting here as he can see
    And I boil my anger in the sea
    And pour it on the man...drowning in me.
    He's falling like the tears from my chin
    He's feeling the feelings that I carry within...
    And I watched him try and break my heart again
    And I watched him as he drowned in sin.
    And the aching I feel from the hole in his heart
    Is just like my body is ripping apart
    When you feel like this, you don't know where to start.
    What does it feel like to drown in the devils art?
    What does it feel like to treat me like I don't live?
    After all of the love and body I give
    How does it feel not to drown in the love I give?
    To go under in hatred that I have steamed
    To leave your world in ways that you would've never dreamed
    To find out that I am not as weak as I seemed...
    And the sparkle in your eyes has not once gleamed...
    But yet the light from me to you has always beamed.
    And when I saw me pouring water on a drowning man...
    The very same water that was my anger in a frying pan,
    My eyes told me that I had done all that I can..
    Because the more I saw him...The less he was a man...

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    lovesick commented on Pouring Water On A Drowning Man

    06-01-2009

    GIRL I LOVE YOUR POEMS. YOU ARE GREAT. YOU JUST PUT ALL THAT I FEEL ABOUT MY X HUSBAND IN THIS POEM. ITS JUST WONDERFUL HOW YOU EXPRESS YOUR EMOTIONS IN SUCH A REAL WAY. LOVE YOU KEEP YOUR HEAD UP.

    wordsofwisdom commented on Pouring Water On A Drowning Man

    05-30-2009

    BABE I IM TRULY LOVING YOUR POEMS YOU HAVE A BEAUTIFUL HEART THAT I WISH I HAD APART KEEP YOUR HEAD UP AND YOUR HEART AS PURE AS YOUR THOUGHTS LOVE IS HARD TO FIND THESE DAYS AND SEEM TO RUN US IN A MAZE SO KEEP THAT HEART AN PLEASE DONT LET IT FOLD BECAUSE U AND YOURS POEMS ARE SHINING AS IF THEY WERE A POT OF GOLD

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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