I'm drowning but everybody's a witness.
Battling to keep myself afloat,
Gasping for air,
But inhaling the ocean's wrath.
Trying to take it as it comes,
But choking on the salt.
Questioning my identity,
Questioning my pride,
In those final moments:
Swallowing my pride.
Now I've made it to the shore
Scraping my knees on seashells
Immune to the pain
Reverting back to foetal position
Wishing I was back in my mothers womb
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Poetic Poignancies.
PoetryThis is an anthology of poems that sum up my experiences during the 18 years that I've been alive. All work is original including the cover art but not the media.
