you used to know her
where is she?
I’ve looked and can’t find her
blurred vision
gasping for air
searching in the midst
the air is thick
the path is dark
have you seen her?
did she go this way?
it’s like she’s invisible
except in the mirror
staring back at me
what you go through
in those moments of despair
is a hopeless state of mind
drowning in fears
treading water
just to breathe
as you see the straws
float by
not realizing
that every tear
has a story
and every story
causes the water
to rise
but maybe in sinking
you’ll swim
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