Jul 2018
Trying to tread water in a tsunami.
Being swept under with the furious currents.
So deep down in a neverending trench.
I take a deep breath.
Inhaling the salty waters.
Letting it fill and
draw blood to my
lungs.
Drowning in my own pride, and hope.
Being swept under with the furious currents.
So deep down in a neverending trench.
I take a deep breath.
Inhaling the salty waters.
Letting it fill and
draw blood to my
lungs.
Drowning in my own pride, and hope.
The sloshing of water becoming a gentle whisper as the lights fade out.
(19/F/Getting There)
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