shackles and chains and being tied up in you
wrists glowing crimson like the sunset
on an ocean of razor blades, the ones you dropped in there
before i began to swim
drowning in sharp metal
the sharks swimming around me
caught up in the whirlpool of your issues
spun into your insecurities
trying to break free
but you tied me to the sinking ship
and made sure
if you went down
i went down with you.
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