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This is a metaphorical poem about how I've felt over the past few months. |
| Ropes around all my limbs. Weights are heavy. Cannot swim. Sinking below, through the tide. Tears float through water;camouflaged they hide. Almost at the bottom. Almost to the floor. Lungs filling up. Miles from shore. Hope, abandoned. No bright light. Fade to black. Black of night. |