Sunken

December 21, 2015

I lay there in the endless stationary

Silence was swimming around,

A desolation felt inside of me

Those blues made no sound.

Now my uneasiness doubled

As seconds passed by,

I was truly 'all red'

I didn't want to say goodbye.

A battle with life?

Or was I just dead,

I tried my best to speak

But not a word i said.

I was still, I could see,

Movement made it unclear

I felt morbidly free

Towards death was I near?

Then I made that rapid ascent

It was like leaving heath,

I was over the tide,

As i gasped for breath..

--Zoraver Mehta

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