Mud

Swimming through mud
To a surface of stone
I feel the cold grasp
In the depth of my bone

The waters were clear
Where is the sun
Though I see a light distant
I can't seem to run

Exhaustion and longing
Numb energy
Come to surround
And paralyze me

But I'm fighting with tooth
And I'm clawing with nail
And I'm digging, I'm digging
My way out of hell

 

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