Thursday 10 December 2015

Rain

Heavy... Pressure... Beating, holding down. Holding your breath, Remembering the day I first jumped Feeling the anticipation Feeling the air rush by So slow So fast Breathing Holding Ice Cold Water Moving around, enveloping You sink Deeper Deeper You start losing Breath Air Stop Swift Strokes Open Eye Burning pain You see the light though a haze of red and blue You move Running out of air. Till the surface is Broken Yet I am Dry How am I still drowning?

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