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1.6k · May 2013
overwhelming
Eleanore Dowling May 2013
Here I am, it's just me
Drowning in my personal emotional sea
No ones here to save me
As i sink deep, deep down
The water pierces my screams and lets me silently drown

At first i want to struggle
To rise above these waves crashing upon me
I'm thinking if I can just get free
I would change my life and be better
But as these thoughts came i only got wetter

Now as I'm midway deep
The air in my lungs start to seep
I hold on with all my mite
Not letting my opponent win this fight
My face started to go blue and my lungs gave in too

Then i gave up my struggle
Creating a clear white, delicate bubble
As a signal of my peace
As i sink beneath the bright and colourful reef
Hearing my final beep... beep............... beep.
579 · May 2013
Life
Eleanore Dowling May 2013
Is a blossoming flower
Is a destructive power
is ultimate joy
That is easy to destroy
Life is bliss a blessing, a kiss
life is frustration
full of temptation
Life is bemusing, often confusing

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