Deep
I'm in deep,
I push against the weight of the water,
Kicking,
Looking toward the surface
For light,
Air.
All I receive is darkness.
Will I ever breathe again?
Depleted
The water seeps slowly
Through the fissures,
With barely
A notice,
Until,
The water
Is
All
Gone.
I am as one,
Dead.
Depleted.
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