deadweight
my ribs too tight
for my lungs to expand
filling with water
and,
judging by the
effortless swish of
my limbs, there
has to be someone else
thats drowning
somewhere out here
i couldnt survive
if there wasnt
i cant sink yet
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetrypoetry with no rhyme or rain most of these r rlly old and embarrassing but im keeping them for the lore
