when you're
being
pulled under
reach
for the
sky
an exercise
in futility
they say
grasping
at
nothing
stuck
sinking
struggling
spent
awaiting
miracles that
never
came
more
of
the
same
hands outstretch
nothing there
empty
eyes
in fear
scream
kicking
angry
at
efforts
of well meaning
souls
failed
and
compromised
rage building
something here
inside
speaks
volumes
heard
seen
when you're
being
pulled under
reach
for the
sky
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