A POEM
Incoming Tide
Nov 7 · 1 min read

Treading water
Losing feeling in my legs
Salt burning my eyes
Cold, painful chill
Knives pierce my skin
Heart is giving out
It would be effortless,
Sinking down into the dark abyss
No more fighting to live

Treading water
Losing feeling in my legs
Salt burning my eyes
Cold, painful chill
Knives pierce my skin
Heart is giving out
It would be effortless,
Sinking down into the dark abyss
No more fighting to live

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