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Continuing my downward spiral,

I find myself face to face with these

ferocious monsters of the sea.

Scuba diving in the sea of sin,

I see the outer beauty of the coral,

with only myself to please,

thinking only of me,

I reach out and touch the fin

of a nearby shark, angering

the huge creature, endangering

myself. Yet I wear a silly grin

upon this face of mine,

as I swim as fast as I can.

Thinking to myself that if

I tossed the oxygen can

which is strapped to my back,

I could swim so much faster,

and possibly escape the danger

in which I have placed myself.

So, with this complete lack

of good sense, I bury

myself in this grave. Filling

my own grave with the sands

with the sands of desperation