Sunday, October 26, 2014

Drown...



Pressure getting tougher
Heaviness getting together,
Weight getting higher
Surrounding getting rougher.

Breathing starting to lose
Body starting to dose,
Movements starting to pose
 Passage starting to close.

Mind shallow to empty
Eyes blur to dusty,
Voice sound to rusty
Life losing to infinity.

A self drowning deeply
A body floating freely,
A soul darkens madly
A person losing badly.

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