My reflection in the black water
reaches for the surface.
Trapped in the depths, lacking the knowledge
to escape this liquid prison.
Emptiness lures from beneath,
attempting to look so very inviting.
My soul knows how it feels,
how there is nothing left down there to procure.
The barren ruins of the past offer no more solace.
Buried deep down in the distant faded past,
memories lost their colours.
Ever stuck beneath the surface
my soul reaches out to the black night sky.
With a silent question: Why?
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