Darkness

Free myself from the darkness below 
pulling me under over and over, falling like 
crazy cant take it anymore, breathing is 
hard lungs filled with nothing but dark 
murky water, fingers clawing hands 
grabbing making it so hard to see and 
feel. Where am I to be in this place. What 
do I do if it was my last chance to live? 
How can I make this path ok
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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