Woe
Floating. Alone in the darkness.
The water beneath me cold and unforgiving.
My breath calm and steady but my heart races regardless.
I just want to sink
but my body remains.
I close my eyes tightly
feel the cold like a knife
piercing my veins.
How did I get here
in the middle of a war?
One against myself
what was it for?
Hands reaching up
holding me steady
but now the weight of my past
proves a little too heavy.
I take a deep breath then
let it all go.
Finally I'm released.
Finally.
I'm free from this woe.
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