Sometimes you want to sink,
to do anything but think.
To give in to the sea,
and let it all just be.
In still of pain and swell,
drowning in that hell.
Where all the anguish tries,
to settle as it dies.
Beneath the burning sand,
where no-one holds your hand.
Sometimes you have to sink,
to fight your way back from the brink.
K.E.C
aka Deo Volente
4/16/26
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