Literary Force Magazine Literary Force Magazine Volume 2 | страница 60

The Murderous Blue

It was then I knew water doesn’t help me maneuver around the way I wanted to.

All in the contrary, it sunk me to the bottom
Pulling me down. I couldn’t move properly.

Everyone on the boat told me to swim and
Waddle my feet back and forth.
I did as I was told but nothing worked.

The water was covering my face now
Clear liquid building upon my eyes,
Building a nice blue in my vision.
The sky started moving farther and farther away from me.

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