Underwater

Underwater

it's nearly silent

incredibly quiet

all sharp sounds softened by the waves.

Underwater

all of the loud, nagging noises of life fades into a faint murmur

bearable for once.

Underwater

I kick my way to the bottom

the pressure filling my ears

all I can hear is the water.

Underwater

I stay

I wait

until I start to float back up

until I run out of air

until I shoot up

up

up

out of the water

dripping

breathing

surrounded by sounds

surrounded by air.

Which to choose

quiet silence

or air?

Calico Frost

VT

13 years old

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