a drowning thing…

how do I confess to you
my heart feels
a little more broken
in this shape of silence
I am always a wild sea
swells and waves 
rage and crash
Its horrible to be
soaking in saltwater
barely any breathing air
cheeks evermore raw
how do I confess to you
I am a 
drowning thing

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