i could drown myself
- find solace in the underworld
of sirens and the ironic clarity the sea
has been known to provide, for all that
it has murky waters-
but my demons know how to swim.
they'd hoist me up
to ensure precious lungfuls of air
would be rammed down my throat.
survival is subtle ******
i am immortalized in the moment
before the surface tension breaks.
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 10:38 AM UTC
i could drown myself
- find solace in the underworld
of sirens and the ironic clarity the sea
has been known to provide, for all that
it has murky waters-
but my demons know how to swim.
they'd hoist me up
to ensure precious lungfuls of air
would be rammed down my throat.
survival is subtle ******
i am immortalized in the moment
before the surface tension breaks.
I've seen the "I'd drown my demons, but they know how to swim" far too much lately, and in my annoyance, did a revisitation of it.
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