Deep. Deep. Deep.
I'm in so deep I can't breathe.
Hands. Hands. Hands.
They're all over me.
They pull me down deep until I can't see.
They're everywhere.
All over.
They start at my knees, but move.
Higher. Higher.
Help me.
It's on top of me.
It places it's lips on my head and moves down.
Lower. Lower.
Rougher. Rougher.
It's hands are all over.
It's lips are all over.
It's everywhere.
Help me.
I'm drowning.
Deeper. Deeper.
Until there's no longer any light.
I can't breathe.
It's on top of me,
Sucking up all my air.
My eyes are shut and my lungs are trying to breathe.
Help me.
Higher. Higher.
Lower. Lower.
Rougher. Rougher.
Deeper. Deeper.
Until I am drowning and there's no longer any light.
Help me.
I can't see.
I can only feel.
I can only feel it on top of me.
It's lips. It's hands. It's everywhere.
Higher and lower.
Rougher and deeper.
I can't breathe.
I'm drowning.
You can't help me.
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Remedies of a Broken Soul
PoetryStep into my world. These are my thoughts. You can now see life from my point of view. Try not to get too lost. It can be a bit scary inside. Welcome to the inside of my mind... ________________________________________ A book of random thoughts and...
