No lifeguard on Duty

This room is dense

I can't move, think, feel or live

inside it

I stretch the walls of this dark place

until they strain 

tiny bits of shimmering white seep through

And that's where I bide

on the outskirts

I Squint to see through grayish walls

I command my limbs to reach out

SLIP. FALL.

CRACK MY HEAD.

The eerieness inside me releases

and I drown

Reviews

[Laha]

This poem shocked me. Im not really sure where it came from. I was just doing some free writing and it happened. I'm usually not that morbid. But it was somewhere inside, so better to write it out, no?

[KAREN]

WOW! DEEP! i like the name of this poem!

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. brutally beautiful ... brilliantly written ... i struggle all the time to keep myself from drowning ... it takes a lot ...