i'm diving again
not into water
no oceanic arms to catch me
no chlorine drowned pool
to hold me
i'm diving again
into heart-clinging fears
into nothing nothing thoughts
asphyxiation
vines of terror growing
from the chaos of panic
mountain hooves on my jugular
angry tentacles around my throat
this world is against me
i am sure
i'm diving again
the plunge is only the start
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
when i speak
PoesiaA collection of poetry that focuses on the struggles of interacting with others and expressing oneself.
