bring back the calm waters
in moments of anxiety i find myself gasping for air
as if the issue has been raised over my head and become the body of water i am desperately trying to swim out if
and if there was a story of my life this would be quite ironic purely based on the fact that i cannot swim
maybe i've been destined to drown in every issue i face
maybe i will spend the rest of my life gasping for air
maybe i am tired of trying to keep myself afloat
nov.17/22
someoneplease save me before my legs stop kicking
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