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Point Nemo

rippling darkness
I float on the surface
shimmering canopy
brings tears to my eyes
a world painted black
and surrounded by teeth
heavy hitch when I breathe
there's no light on the inside
at least not this time
the empty abyss beneath me
chilling my spine
I swallow the scream
isn't this a dream?
drowning from within
my impulses shivering
jackhammer in my chest
I lost the bet again
drifting to the offing
dragging air into my lungs
taste the salt falling from the orbs
stretching fingers out
to grasp the empty air
it is never there
when will I wake up?