Saturday, December 22, 2012

Suffication

Air bubbles drifting up through murky waters
Eerie shadows pressed upon the desolate floor
Seconds like minutes, minutes like hours
Splashing, then a labored inhale

The weight-- it's quite persistent
Down, down. Will the terror ever end?
Colors blend together and lungs on eternal flame
Silence. Darkness. Hopelessness.

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