sad · words

Sinking.

Feel the quiver,

The insides caving in.

Its time.

Grabbing for anything to keep from falling in.

Oh, but you can’t be shy.

You must keep your end of the bargain.

Make a deal with the devil and you must dance to the music when it begins.

You should never have dipped your toe in.

But the dark abyss awaits.

Prove yourself worthy and survive or you’ll sink.

Don’t skirt the rough edges of the captor.

A gasp might be the only last thing to depart  before you sink.

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