Drowning

I'm drowning.
There's a stone chained to each one of my ankles.
The water keeps rising.
I'm holding my breathe.
I'm trying to paddle my feet
but they won't move.
My arms filled with everything that I can't let go of.
I'm trying.
So hard.
I can no longer see the gleam of light.
I'm so far under.
I don't know if I can make it above the water.
I don't know if I want to make it above the water...

Krista McCuistion

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