"It feels like I'm drowning. Under myself. Under the world. Under everything I'm expected to handle and yet for some reason can't. And no matter how hard I try, how good I am at swimming, how shallow the water is here compared the depths of the water I see those drowning around me in, no matter how many people are reaching out to help me, I just can't reach the surface."
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The Knife
PoetryShort story poem thing, lol. Idk, 330 words. Literally. I checked. So just read it. If you don't like it... you wasted like 2 minutes. I did mention stabbing someone, so like... If you're into that it's there... *** Okay, so cuz I made this last yea...
