I often find myself drowning,
only to break the surface
and gasp for air moments later.
my lungs don't fail me
and my body stays afloat,
even as I catch a glimpse
of what lies underneath the water.
this is what life is like—
we drown,
we rise,
we breathe.
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I find comfort here
in the stillness
of the waters.
I know that my head
won't stay under
until the life leaves my body
and I know that
I will see the sun rise
again in the morning.
drowning
doesn't always
lead to the end.
it serves as a reminder
that I'm human,
that mortality
thrums through my veins,
that I'm alive.
alive and still breathing.
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and we all want to feel alive,
even if life brings nothing
but destruction and pain.
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we drown,
we rise,
we breathe.
that is how
we survive.
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Poesía❝𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯.❞ a collection of poetry. title insp: bad luck by former vandal.
