Submissions by Breanna
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
into the darkness
I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darkness
and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under
I yell for help but no one is there to hear it
I begin to see the water at eye level
and I kick and flail
fighting to stay above the darkness
But the darkness won't let go of its hold on me
and I slowly begin to give in
to the feeling that lies below the water line
the waters starts to fill my lungs
the lungs that once held so much life
yet now they allow the murky water to replace that
I know that this path doesn't lead to happiness
But why...
and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under
I yell for help but no one is there to hear it
I begin to see the water at eye level
and I kick and flail
fighting to stay above the darkness
But the darkness won't let go of its hold on me
and I slowly begin to give in
to the feeling that lies below the water line
the waters starts to fill my lungs
the lungs that once held so much life
yet now they allow the murky water to replace that
I know that this path doesn't lead to happiness
But why...
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slow death...
As I hold the spoon to the flame,
I've got no one but myself to blame.
As I stick the needle in my skin,
I don't feel like I can ever win.
There's a moment of elation,
That follows the penetration.
But it's gone again too soon,
So I try to find my spoon.
And I'll do it all again,
'Till I reach the very end
I've got no one but myself to blame.
As I stick the needle in my skin,
I don't feel like I can ever win.
There's a moment of elation,
That follows the penetration.
But it's gone again too soon,
So I try to find my spoon.
And I'll do it all again,
'Till I reach the very end
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