Won’t stop sinking
Sad poetry
Why am I drowning? I suffer looking for a hand to grant me air, but constantly denied without reason. Do I deserve to slowly sink even if I try my hardest to rescue myself? I remember jumping in whenever hearing the word help, but suddenly ignored when positions are reversed. Can the spirt drown? Or does it find ways to lift the soul to paradise even after drowning to death. Am I worth jumping in for or am I to heavy to stop sinking. The struggle is gorgeous, I can only see the best parts of my life while enduring the worst. If I could I would yell don’t jump in, as I enjoy the time alone to suffer in peace. “Fight for me” is something you won’t hear from lips that drown by choice. Watch while I sink and disappear from the world I never fit in. Don’t look away as you offer no assistance to my death. Enjoy it as it only happens once and then tomorrow will never come for me. So let me sink because I deserve to, don’t jump in as saving me would only make drowning more tempting.
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Marcus Hill
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