I'm just floating in your ocean
But I'm stuck inside this motion
Trying to come up for air
Not going anywhere
With an iceberg of emotion I can not grow
I hate feeling so unsure in such dark waters, everything is unknown
the seaweed wrapped around my legs is slowly pulling me down
I guess this is how it must be, going down without a sound
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Stanzas
PoetryI don't know, I guess Its a collection? Just a cluster of thoughts that kinda sorta rhyme. Not all of them. Some. Stanzas. By me.
