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Feb 2016
THE DROWNING


Inside the…
drowning
Where you can’t stay afloat.
Life has no preserver
Just …
Routines ..
filling minutes that
Rob you of air.

Beneath ..
You just want to breathe
Just want to be
Something more
Than everything to everyone one

Left with nothing
No thing

And yet your song screams
To be sung
Your words spill
Just to be written
Your arms stretch
To merely …. Hold

But there is no
Moment waiting.
No song.. No words
Empty arms…

And
The stone sinks
With
No one …watching
No one …Reading
the ripples
Of what it meant…..

Tf2/2016
Written by
tri16  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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