Struggle has the spirit
Gasping for air.
Plunged head first
Into water
Again and again.
Baptism by affliction.
Before there was some fight.
Tried to swim
Against the current.
Tried to stay
Above the waves.
Drawing in
As much oxygen
I could,
Each time
I was lucky enough
To resurface.
Now,
The comfort of the
Undertow is embraced.
Trickling effortlessly
Over the section
Of my back
Where a spine
Once perched.
Lungs are flooded.
Dried-up, swollen
Esophagus
Positioned
At the center
Of my throat.
Swallowing seawater
Causes dehydration.
Funny isn't it?
Enduring dehydration
In the midst
Of drowning.
There is not much fight
Left in this dog.
But that is okay.
I am beginning
To accept
This role as
A bottom feeder.
About the Creator
Kyle Ross
Sharing thoughts.
IG: bonepointer_
Thoughts on Vocal and the way the world is
"Death cannot stop true love, only delay it." – Wesley in The Princess Bride. I decided to come back to Vocal on a very cold and dark night at the end of December. I had been, and still am, convalescing from a horrible staph infection that had gone misdiagnosed for months. This, paired with the increasing challenges of being healthy, making the best choices for my co-parented child, being a wife, and being a director at a new job, was a lot to manage.
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