When it tightens around my neck
I'll relax
I'll loosen my sore and saddened
body
I'll loosen my sore and saddened
heart
I'll stop my lungs
They've already tried so hard, to breathe when I felt like I was drowning
As my soul will sink,
I'll relax
I was a foot under the water struggling for someone to notice but my hand has went limp with a lost hope.
Now...
I'm relaxed...
But gone
Because no one watches the water.
-J
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Poetrya story in the form of poetry about progression in his emotional state.
