Waterpolo

• Rachael Augustyn
• Poetry
• 2010

Pain,
destruction,
strife,
water,
the things most associated with water polo,
water polo,
vain of my exsistance,
dread of my heart,
to many it fills them with joy and fun,
to me they are crazy,
they are truly crazy,
the thrashing,
the battling,
until some one takes a shot,
a hope,
a dream,
shattered on the spot,
I don't hope,
I don't dream,,
I simply try to breathe,
too much water, too little air,
and not enough ground to stand,
to be, to breathe,
that is all i reall need,
i count down the time,
the seconds until it's over,
water polo.