This is the space were I ramble, talk, write poetry and say what ever crosses my mind!
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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