I'm drowning
I realize
I see my breath drifting as bubbles
Gasping
As I'm being dragged deeper
My limbs no longer obey me
I'm tired
I pray for it to end
And as I close my eyes
I'm aware of the fact that help will never come
I smile
Cause I'll be free at last
As I drift and surrender
No longer struggling
I realize
The sweet relief
Death brings
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Ibinu
Teen FictionFor as long as I could remember, freedom was something I always chased, yet it eluded me. I couldn't be free till I realised that I was the chain that bound me. Lola has always been the weird, quirky and easily forgotten kid living in the shadow of...
