struggling
swimming against the force driving me
back down to depths from which i simply need to escape
fingers brushing the surface,
being met with gusts of air,
then yanked back from sweet breathing
gasping once again
while watching the bubbles break above my head
as i stretch in vain,
wishing so hard to break the surface myself
and drink deep breaths of cold clear air
but understanding that i am to drown
under the black weight of water,
once so sweet but now my empty lonely salty grave
 
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