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There was a time when I looked at you;
Seeing clearly through your eyes,
Colors of lavender and blue.
I fell within that bottomless pool;
I struggled and I fought,
As I sank down deeper.
Giving in to suffocation;
An overwhelming asphyxiation.
The air held in my lungs,
Has since gone stale.
I feel my body go limp,
As my mind holds on to fight.
Drifting into this unwelcomed abyss;
I open my eyes and see yours before mine.
Then I see the truth;
They aren’t blue, but a murky green.
Sludge so thick—that it takes prisoner, my legs.
I try escaping,
My arms flail; reaching out,
As my fingers search for an escape.
I gasp;
Letting the murky sludge fill my lungs.
My body descends—lower
And my mind begins to stray.
I flash back to the first “I love you;"
A brief moment in time.
You, holding my face in between your hands;
The look of intensity in your eyes;
The shakiness of your speech.
I remember your fingers;
Entwined with mine.
I fight for that feeling,
As I struggle for air;
Although, there is no use
In fighting for what is no longer present.
No love; no warmth;
No kiss of your lips.
No dance, between the flick of our tongues;
No arms to support me,
When I can no longer stand.
No breath of fresh air;
Those memories have since gone rotten.
You stole my heart; ripped it out of my chest;
I double over in pain, as I attempt to bottle it up
Before it can escape.