Flooded floors,

The waters rise.

Empty halls,

A sinking sky.

There is no part of me that’s free,

Stuck within the misery.

The pressure holds the doors in place,

Can’t break free — can’t escape.

Breathing heavy tears of woe,

With no control within my soul,

Suspended in the flooded room.

With all my hope in drowning soon.

Sweet release!

My God! Come soon!

The waters will not let me move!

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