The Water is Cold

Drowning…

Deep,
Into the cold,
                        Dark,
                                 Unassuming,
Abyss .

I shift left and the harsh swish of water consumes me;

But when I shift right?

Nothing…

I just fall deeper,
Into the cold,
                       Dark,
                                 Suffocating,
Abyss .
 
That is until…

You save me,
Just like before.

Pathetic.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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