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When it feels like you're drowning
And the bubbles are rising
As they pull on your ankle
And you're screaming and crying

"Let go of me, I can still fight"
Your eyes turn up and you can still see the light
You kick and you scream
With all your might

But those nails drag at your skin
And you take a deep breath in
Those hands are gone
Oh how much easier it is to cave in

Your feet, wrapped in chains
You realize fighting was all in vain
And you sink below
As water fills your veins
Tear me Apart
Put me together
Give me your heart
Take it away

I need to start
To search for better
Before I fade away

Give me space
Let me Be
I just need room
To Breath

It feels like
I’m in the clouds
Just to realize
I’m upside down
For what is life

But a series of convoluted steps each interconnected with the finest intricacy of a spider's web.

What does one do if they step off these paths
or find their strings crossed?

What do they think when they look to their left
just to see another web perfectly whole?

Delicate

Symmetrical

Beautiful

Then they look to their own and can't help but see the left side is skewed.

A line, fatter than it should be.

They look at that other web.

And so they stop.

What are they to do but sit and think?

Why can't I do that?

What point did I go wrong?

Suspended in the air with no way down because it is too late to turn back.  

And they give up.
His words are kerosene
But his touch is my personal nicotine
One moment it seems like a dream
In the next, I am struggling to breathe

I know I'm decaying inside
But wouldn't it be better to die in the light
Better than my gaze resting on the empty spot in my bed
Broken promises swirling in my head

The illusion of everlasting love
The chaotic pendulum
Is something to behold.
But would it really be better if I was alone?
The trees are a kaleidoscope of the green  
rivets of sunshine peak through the canopy of leaves
as the light flows to the forest floor.
Vines wrap their arms around the trunks of the trees
climbing to reach the sun
Each desperately fighting for the just a piece of the warm glow
Robins, swallows, and Cardinals all sing their songs
as they glide from branch to branch
filling the woods with their symphonies.
A fox dashes across a steady stream
leaping over rocks and fallen logs
making his way home again.
Who would have believed
this soul of mine
that had once been intertwined,
that has known love and trying times
would be cold, and lonely again.
this was part of another poem but I thought it was better by itself
My sister once told me
There was an immortal jellyfish
Turritopsis dohrnii,
Its Latin name if I recall it correctly.
They revert back to their polyp stage.
Their lives beginning all over
I often think to myself
Wouldn’t that be nice
To have the power of the jellyfish

A new life from beginning to end

To have learned from my past
To make it all last
To start anew
To let go grudges, and try something new
To jump off a plane
To go to the show
To date a boy, I barely know
To a spontaneous trip to the coast
To  say goodbye to who I loved most
To make mistakes I never did
Knowing that I could start again.
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