I am wading into the deep end

and feeling all my nerves

as I have never felt before.

The shadows caress my soul

as cold fingers wrap themselves around me.

It is the song of the deep,

the eerie call that pulls your heart.

A whisper.

A whine.

A tear dissolves down my face

as we dance, hand in hand.

The fingers touch my face and

close my eyes,

wanting me to trust, fall deeper

into their embrace.

Holding my breath

the coldness wraps around my heart

and squeezes.

It is the death of all

that is good within me.

I dissolve

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