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[schowess]

Obsession with my Thoughts

When you dive too deep into a pool, The pressure you feel on your body,

Pushes you deeper to where the water becomes cool,

Its just like my thoughts,

They seem so interesting and demanding of my presence,

Yet when I dive in,

How deep I go will be at my expenses

Some days it is nice to float on top,

Or to dip my toes in that vast body of wonder,

It looks as if the water is still and shallow,

But once I’m in, I sink far far under

Sometimes I let myself fall to the bottom,

Its calm to just let everything else pause,

But when the pain starts to be too much for my lungs,

I choose to either hurt longer or float back to where I was

My thoughts pull me down like a weight tied to my ankle,

But after awhile I stop trying to unknot it,

After all, its my fault for diving in the first place,

There is no other choice but to just submit.

s.c.h