The Coward's Depth

The Coward's Depth

A Poem by D.
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poem about depression

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Eyeing the water's vibrant surface, I dive inside.
For a moment, I feel my senses lapse as the water climbs into this broken body.
I see nothing, but obscured shapes and blurred lines.
I hear a slight ringing for the smallest of intervals, and then refractions, reverberations.
My body chills as I ascend to the surface, and the hairs on my neck raise.
I climb back up the cliff, feet aching but I feel a need to keep going.
Descending back into the water, it feels like this moment is trapped in time.
This is a peaceful oblivion. No emotions here.
No worries, no anxiety, no joy, no sadness
- just fuzzy vision and rendered hearing.
I ponder for a moment, what it feels like to have water -
Seep by the ounce, slowly and gracefully into each lung.
I swim down to the coward's depth.
My fate does not rest here.

© 2016 D.


Author's Note

D.
If you spot any grammatical errors, or if you notice anything with syntax, let me know, otherwise, just leave any advice, or constructive criticism, or just let me know if you really liked it, or one line even, thank you readers.

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Added on May 22, 2016
Last Updated on November 26, 2016
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