do you know what it's like
to the wake up
feeling empty?
like there isn't a point?
do you know how it feels
to be drowned by your own thoughts
of your worst enemy—
your own self?
are you familiar with the feeling
of the welcoming darkness I'm oh-so aquatinted with
it surrounds me constantly yet I'm still alive
but I'm no longer living
— depression has drowned me in the water
that taught you how to swim
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Poetrya collection of heartbreak, childhood nostalgia, and the peaceful moments that come from simple things
