Underwater
- Kan
- Apr 3, 2020
- 1 min read
Updated: Sep 12, 2020
Underwater
A year ago, I stood
in the cold, mid evening sand
on a beach beneath the moon.
Sea salted gusts of wind
convinced me
I don't have to breathe
if I'm underwater.
Lucky I didn't have the guts
because all you said that night
was that you had it worse.
It wasn't that earth shattering.
Ending a life
Mine.
Sink or swim. Hold your breath.
Bide your time.
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