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Drowning


I am swimming as hard as I can 

I am way past the point of tired 

no matter how hard I swim I am still drowning 

I have no sense of hope left

Im almost out of air 

My last breath was all I’ve ever had…

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My name is Christian Porter. I struggle with anxiety and depression and writing seems to help a lot.I have always been interested in many forms of writing. My dream is to be able to write and direct films. I also enjoy poems, I feel that you express so much just in a few words.

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