Caught in undertow

Caught in undertow,
Drowning in undertones,
Caught up in my thoughts,
I am so completely lost.

Found a way to swim somehow,
But I can't quite place it now.
Don't need it anyway -
I will never see the bay.

Going dark, going blind.
I don't stop myself because
Even if I lose my mind
It won't be much of a loss.

Night, day. Day, night.
Need one second to unwind.
I was having such a blast -
Hundred thousand years have passed.

Day, night. Night, day.
Let them go away.
Going dark and going under,
I no longer care or wonder
Where I go or where I stay.

Not supposed to, but we were -
Me and God began to blur.
On a note that's unrelated -
He had told me that he hated
Having to create the lore.


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