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Sink or swim

Head bobbing in the tide

A speck in pre-dawn darkness

Flailing amidst wreckage

 

Are you the same?

 

I’m not.

 

It’s liquid dark under the waves

A roaring that numbs

If I reach the bottom

It scrapes my tender skin

 

Should I be the same?

 

It hurts too much.

 

When light seeps above the horizon

I see how slow hope is

Close my eyes and block it out

Float ‘til I’ve smashed against rocks

 

Nothing is ever the same

 

But it always hurts

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