How easy would it be to drown?
in the murky water
of a long abandoned river
To swim down down down
Until you can’t hold your breath any more
And when you try to swim up
You don’t make it in time
It was an accident of course.
You’re not crazy. You’re not.
How easy would it be to step?
Into a busy road
right into oncoming traffic
To step close close closer
And forget to look both ways
You didn’t see the car coming
You didn’t hear it
It was an accident of course.
You’re not crazy. You’re not.
Apr 23, 2025
Apr 23, 2025 at 2:09 AM UTC
How easy would it be to drown?
in the murky water
of a long abandoned river
To swim down down down
Until you can’t hold your breath any more
And when you try to swim up
You don’t make it in time
It was an accident of course.
You’re not crazy. You’re not.
How easy would it be to step?
Into a busy road
right into oncoming traffic
To step close close closer
And forget to look both ways
You didn’t see the car coming
You didn’t hear it
It was an accident of course.
You’re not crazy. You’re not.
A passing thought or a whisper in the wind
Written by
22/Gender Fluid/Somewhere New
Apr 23, 2025
Apr 23, 2025 at 2:09 AM UTC
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