i'm sinking and nothing can bring me back.
i'm drowning and nothing can lift me up.
it's lonely, being swallowed by the darkness.
it gets harder and harder to hold your breath.
your body tells you to breathe.
you gasp, but you get no air.
your lungs slowly fill with water.
you're coughing and choking.
it's like getting water down the wrong valve.
every time you cough you get more water.
there's no end.
you're sinking.
you're drowning.
YOU ARE READING
horrible poetry- happily depressing
Puisithis is just some garbage poetry i'm writing. nobody'll read it, and that's fine. im just doin' some things.
