The more you struggle,
the more you sink.
The more you sink,
the more you struggle.
And you keep struggling,
and you keep fighting,
and you keep squirming,
you twist,
you twitch,
you shift,
and only
down
you
go.
The more you struggle,
the more you sink.
The more you sink,
the more you struggle.
You shudder,
you tremble,
you shiver in terror,
you stop to breath,
and avert
your certain death.
It’s not opportunity,
It’s serendipity.
A fluck of chance,
a twist of fate.
A harsh lesson to learn,
a minute too late.
The more you struggle,
the more you sink.
The more you sink,
the more you struggle.
To float you need,
to keep afloat.
Above your struggles,
above your fights,
to surrender is to survive.
To linger on hope,
invisible rope,
to let yourself go,
forego a certain death.
The more you struggle,
the more you sink.
The more you sink,
the more you struggle.
By ME
20/Oct/2014
Ephemeral Mementos 