Drown Darling.

Ambika Kannu
1 min readMar 19, 2020

The clock ticks;
Heart pounds;
A million blurs;
Zone in and out;
Stifled screams;
Tears drop;
Broken down.

The mirror reflects,
a vision unflattered,
drown darling, feel it.

The feelings unhealed,
borne and concealed,
drown darling, feel it.

The scars still sore,
from days untold,
drown darling, feel it.

Because days still last,
to thrive, to love,
drown darling, recover.

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