thinking I would drown in a sea of sorrow
but somehow I've made it to shore
how I'm really not sure
because the allure of dying
made me feel less and less like trying
maybe it just wasn't my time
but the mere concept is so complex
that explaining it would be a crime
and probably taken out of context
so I digress
while I try to digest just why
not how my life was spared
I was just blowing air bubbles
I didn't think anyone really cared
so allow me to be forgiven for each transgression
as I continue to work through my depression
through my obsession
with one of my favorite forms of expression
which is writing
thereby inviting those
whether we're friends or foes
with hopes of uniting us all
while exposing our flaws
all in the name of cause
and believe me the cause is great
it's never too late
so allow me to put some food on your plate
the next time you feel like you want to drown
swim to shore
reach down
and pick up your crown
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