By Emily Thrasher, 2014
Drowning in a sea of tears
Trying to escape from all my fears
The worry that haunts my dreams
Making my feelings go to extremes
We can’t fight what pulls us down
Rapid riptide water threatens to drown
Whipping around a whirlpool of waves
The flood we’re in makes us slaves
Master of misery is where my soul rests
Dreadful amount of time before this ingests
Meager negotiations, feels like your clowning
Despite my desperation and endless frowning
Floating and splashing, along for the ride
I will go down in this terrible tide
Until my last breath I will fight the undertow
If I drown, only then will I let you go
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