Tuesday, August 9, 2011

347/365 Floating


I like to dive in knowing I can’t swim,
But I figure,
once I get in the water,
I’ll have no choice but to learn right?

When the water slips above my head
and panic slips into my lungs evicting all the oxygen.
I think it’s over,
but I always come out floating.

Dead. And defeated.
But somehow…
still floating.

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