I’m Drowning I’m drowning I’m trying to escape Reaching for something to pull me up Something to save me The cold water fills my lungs I watch the small bubbles drift up to the surface I want to go with them I want to be them Free Untethered Happy I envy them Give up, says a little voice So I do I stop fighting I’m tired I don’t want to fight
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I look down to the welcoming darkness I let it engulf me
Clara Cosete—2nd Place, 9/10 Poetry