Ankles grabbed
I’m drowning
As I sink into the dirt
Ankles grabbed
I struggle
But the struggle makes it hurt
Ankles grabbed
I breathe my last
And settle in the mud
Ankles grabbed
I nestle
Wrapped in sinew, dirt and blood
Ankles grabbed
By my own hands
I wrestle my own grip
Until I grab
Too hard too long
And from this world I slip
Pooky's Poems 
Great! Glad to have you writing again my friend.
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