Attempted poetry

Thoughts that bubble over need somewhere to go, so i spill them across my keyboard. I don't really have much of a skill set other than writing, so I can only hope that you enjoy these little bits of my soul.

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2. Waters

The thoughts are back

There's nowhere to hide

They begin to attack 

I'm drowning in a rip tide

 

I'm trying to fight this off

Can't you see?

It is never enough

I can barely breathe

 

Up to my neck

Waters that hold secrets

Walls begin to crack

I'm at my weakest

 

But no one can know

No one can see 

Now I go below

The surface, of my own stormy sea

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