rain pouring, crying, wailing

wind lashing, but stance prevailing

torn apart by the infallible waves and the imposing mountains

tide dragging me, filling me

air drowning me, sinking me

trying to escape the swirling tumultuous madness and the impossibly desolate expanse of quiet sanity

teetering on the ledge that lies between each, trying to abscond the abyss between the water and the earth

baring teeth, snarling like the waves

snapping at my toes, forcing into my conscious

and noise, deafening, everywhere, the earth swallows me up, the water churning but mockingly dancing around my neck

before nothing

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