Black waters, reaching for me.
Murky depths, I won’t find a way.
Creatures beneath, clawing up and out.
Arms of ice, they reach up.
Grabbing for help, just out of grasp.
Screams are drowned, sloshed about.
Wicked laughs, demons crawl.
Lurking in the murk, seeking prey.
I’m falling victim in these dark waters…
I’m drowning and-
no one will pull me out.
I’m trying. I’m trying so hard. I keep looking for you, but you are gone and I don’t know where you went. I want to help. I want to help you so bad. And I can’t now. And that hurts. I could think of 100 reasons you are the best person out there. You deserve NONE of what you got. Not a drop of pain, not a cup of hurt. I want to pull you out. I REALLY do. And I’m trying, and I had your hand in mine, but someone pulled you away. Now your to deep under for me to swim but I keep trying. I’m sorry for letting go, for letting you fall deeer into the icy waters because I know how hard that was. Is. Please be okay Rylee. Please.
DW ILL PULL YOU OUT 💪💪💪
Also, you always find the good prompts 😂
I try not to steal them right away, but 90% of your prompts go straight to my drafts, so thank you… and I’m sorry. 😆
Again, beautifully done, Queen.
🤕This hurt… but is very well written!
Good job!
