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Drowning Yet Reaching for Light

A Journey Through Panic, Struggle, and Hope

By Mirwais HashamiPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

My head dips below the water, While my arms and legs flail wildly. No matter how I thrash or kick, The surface remains out of reach. Tiny bubbles slip from my lips, Floating upward toward the sun, Stealing my breath away As dizziness clouds my mind. I once sought your hand to guide me, Both my lifeline and my anchor. Now, when I reach, I find only Empty space, cold and unyielding. I descend further, Panic lodged in my chest, The darkness coils around me, And I fear the harsh embrace of the bottom. My vision blurs, My lungs gasp for air, My thoughts swirl in confusion, Yet still, I fix my gaze on the light above.

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    Written by Mirwais Hashami