Drowning

By , Kissimmee, FL

Beater,
Batter,
Bruised,
Bloodied.
Chains dragging me down into the darkness.
I held my breath as I sunk deeper into the abyss,
I scream,
plead for help.
Only for it to be muffled.
My breath quickly shortening,
My fight against the chains pulling me,
making me sink more and more.
Laughter,
Taunting,
Pain.
Hate.
I felt my body  getting colder,
My lung's filling with the liquid of sin's.
With my last breath of life that I have,
I mouth something before I welcome death...

"You shouldn't have done that..."






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