By Elyzah A. Parcon 
Poetry

test me
my waters have remained constant
rippling, reaching
as far as the eye can see
into the horizon;
the water surrounds me

my knowledge is useless
when drowning
in these waters
I can only flail desperately
as my movements create ripples
out into the ocean

all these efforts
all in vain
all in my vein
blood rushing out
like the sea; light, then heavy
then strong
this time, the waters are red
and they reek of iron

test my waters
they’ve been stained
crimson with my lifeline