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Like seaweed wrapping your way around my feet,
You pull me deep, deep into the darkness where I once called home.
Where there is no light, no joy, just the deafness of silence.
This place is littered with wrecks,
Lying broken, shattered into a thousand pieces.
Impossible to avoid, impossible to un-see.
Forever beyond repair.
It is calm here, the chaos above does not disturb us.
There is comfort in the deep,
Comfort in the pain.
It’s familiar; like an old friend,
It comes to greet me once again.
But it’s intentions are not pure,
It’s smile insincere,
It’s heart does not want joy.
Drowning, drowning me is its aim,
Pulling me further, deeper,
Where I will not surface from again.
I do not want to be here.
The comfort I found is lost.
There is life above the water.
There is noise and there is light.
Worth fighting for,
Worth surviving for,
Worth never giving up.
I choose to fight.
I choose to survive.
I will never give up.
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