Dwelling deep within me from morning to night
Every minute of each day feels as if a lifetime
Spinning out of control in to the mouth of the abyss
Paddling to the surface towards the glimmer of hope
Aching for that breath of air to return me to life
Inhale, deeply, too late didn't impart the light
Reaching, grasping, falling back in to the darkness
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Very Descriptive,
You captivated this reader here with imagery and content.
The kind of content that I myself can relate to as well.
Thanks for sharing, and lets hope for brighter days.
Peace, Timothy aka poeticweaver
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Thanks Timothy. Is it sad that the only time I can write is when I'm in that 'bad' place? LOL
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Better than not at all eh?
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True! Happines is over rated I hear!
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