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Jun 2016
Underwater there is no sound.
No echoes of voices and hatred and loud
Screams of past loves that knock on the door.
Deep under water, that's all from before.
There, you breathe - in and out in and out. There are no consequences, no shame, no doubt.
There I am free.
Yet
It remains.
A soft, subtle beat.
No matter the pain, regardless of name, it remains.
It just
Won't
Go Away
My heart kept beating,
Though I begged it not to stay.
I wrote this after lying underwater for as long as I could, and my heartbeat rang in my ears. I wanted to escape all of it, but it stayed. Though I begged it not to.
Isabelle Perla
Written by
Isabelle Perla  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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