there's this feeling
it comes and hangs around once and a while.
like being plunged into cold water,
an endless pit of black; nothingness.
while not being able to swim.
why should i struggle
with the weight pulling me beneath,
when there is no point?
the numb that comes with the freezing cold,
is better than the pain.
but there is a mermaid
in the endless dark.
she pulls me up,
to the warm surface each time.
yet when i get there,
the pain of the change
of temperature
makes me wish to be
below again.
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Words in My Head
Poetrypoems of a crappy poet trying to write down all the thoughts spilling out of their head • Cover by @ukiyoplural • I do not consent to any of my works being published without my permission. :) Also, Updates are very random.
