I always loved the deep end
A welcoming friend
Going down
Pressure around
Air escaping your lungs one by one
You're not done the fun's just begun
Gasping for air
Gripping my hair
Don't fall too deep.
Let the water creep.
Struggle,
Lights,
Meaningless fights,
then nothing.
Up my mind words are rushing,
then nothing,
left to say
Smiles fade to dismay
What a precious friend
The deep end
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Poetry
Poetry30 day poetry writing challenge but the catch is... I can't write, but if you're interested in reading bad poetry written by a teenager then be my guest. Some of it is really dark but I promise I'm not a serial killer! I just like writing dark poetr...
