On Going Underwater and Swimming

January 5, 2018

It swallows me whole.

I let it.

I let it submerge me under,

And let the force,

Which is sometimes stronger than me,

Take me under.

Makes me wonder.

If I’m not trained correctly

This could go incorrectly

So I breathe, all is fair,

I come back up and breathe in the air.

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