Trapped in the mind's depths
of an under water grotto,
Frantically searching
for a way to leave.
While drowning
in the deep of sorrow,
Endlessly entangled
and desperate to breathe.
Searching to find
a new tomorrow,
with blinded eyes
that can not see.
An endless escape
on time that's borrowed,
A numbing trance's
inability to perceive.
The sharpest sting
of life's diverted motto,
Treading in a rhythm
of what can not be.
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