*tw: drowning*
i'm drowning.
the water is way above my head.
they're watching me.
one of them, says with a concerned tone,
"i'm here when and if you ever
need to talk or vent."
i nod as i sink.
light is only a memory,
one i cannot fathom because
the thoughts in my head are too dark.
i'm losing oxygen by the minute,
water, the intruder,
has filled my lungs,
stealing any breath i had left.
another onlooker stares, eyes filled
with salty tears, quivering as she whispers, "we're going to get you some help, okay?"
and i nod as i sink and i try to breathe but breathing is only a distant memory and all i know is water.
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recycled poetry
Poetry❝i wish i was writing something special, but these words have been used before and there's no originality to it at all. i'm just reusing phrases until they're worn out, like musty library books or hand-me-down clothes.❞ from ❛hand-me-down poetry❜ i...
