Under The Surface

In time we are all going down
despair in this awful sound
I know there is a better way
But it always comes and goes
legs failing, falling overboard

If I can find some stable ground
while we’re caught in the undertow
feel the tempest bite your skin
you say that I’ve been here before
always failing and falling away again

Stoic Poetry

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