Sometimes I don't know what I'm doing
and I don't know where I'm going
and there's a thousand voices in my brain
and a flood of emotions dragging me
down
And down
And down
Until the air leaves my lungs
and the water fills my veins
and the darkness I can feel
swallows
me
whole.
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Adoxography
Poetry❝ Adoxography ❞ (n.) beautiful writing on a subject of little or no importance pronuciation| \a-doks-'o-graf-E/
