Embedded
Engraved
Tattooed
Enslaved

the flood
the waves

of this static despair

the tears

I can begin to hear them form
I confess my sins to see if the rain would cease to pour

now

I can swim in my tears.
It is my preferred way to drown.

Constant showers
my ocean floors cannot be found

the waves pound
and the sea roars

I pray depression sees my worthlessness and not want me any more

I pray that I find that purpose, that peace, and that sanity, that everyone I see lives for.


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