No Where's
A dead-weight sitting in my pocket
Pulling me down with it
Dragging me down to its bottom depths
Lower and lower it brings me
A ship sinking down to the bottom of the ocean
Water filling in the nocks and crannies
Filling the boat with water
Sinking,
Sinking,
Sinking
Where will it go?
I try to breath; catch my breath, but fail
I am flailing around for something, but there is nothing
I am floating, slowly sinking into the depths of the unknown
Trying to fight it gets me no where’s either
Stuck in this nonexistent void with no beginning or end
I want out desperately but there is no where’s to go
Trapped and sinking, deeper and deeper, lower and lower
When you’re trapped and have no where’s to go, where can you go?
Copyright © Rebecca Pike | Year Posted 2011
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