poetry “Toxic Waters”

The torment in the depth of your soul
It runs deeper than the abyss
I want nothing more than to release the demons caught in your net
This dark place has become a pool of comfort for you
You’ve got your hold on me, I can’t see.
I know if we come up together, the air is what we need
I try to lead you there. I try
Instead you pull me under with you
I fight to escape
I’m fighting for air, fighting to breathe, fighting to live…to be free
I’m in too deep
You take my last breath

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