I have drowned in the oceans so deep,
I no longer hold any traces of air to my skin
My lungs have been drenched by the blue, so utterly
My mind holds only shadows of
How sweet it is to have air to breathe
How beautiful it was, not to be suffocated
by this hollow, darkness that has no end to it
And how do I find light in this darkness?
When I no longer know
how to breathe in the air, I am to find...
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 7:30 AM UTC
I have drowned in the oceans so deep,
I no longer hold any traces of air to my skin
My lungs have been drenched by the blue, so utterly
My mind holds only shadows of
How sweet it is to have air to breathe
How beautiful it was, not to be suffocated
by this hollow, darkness that has no end to it
And how do I find light in this darkness?
When I no longer know
how to breathe in the air, I am to find...
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