Getting down, feeling ready to drown. Holding my arms against my back, forcing me to do you dirty dealings.
Bitter feelings- getting lost in these black waters- wish you were a life reserver. Save me, instead of holding my head down. Strangling me; you enjoy it, you don't mind it.
Lungs never felt so feeble, this can't be real. The darkness is intrusive, let me be free.
You got your reasons, they're menacing, seeing though you veiled 'intentions'. Take it from my grasp, gripping on the boat, you force me to let go.
Kicking, screaming, the water is taking me- someone, anyone, save me; Please... looking to the sky for guidance, hoping it will show a way out of here. Black- water. Drip. Drip. It's overwhelming, about to faint,
taking it all in vein.
My fault.
Chocking.
Now being stained with the black water; don't ever think I'll be clean again-
My fault.
Dying.
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Poetry & Short Stories
ŞiirA compilation of all my favorite poems and short stories I've written. ▪️Please give credit where credit is due. ▪️ ▪️These stories are written by me, and any similarity to any other story or poem is merely coincidental. ▪️ ➿I would truly love any s...
