I rise above the surface, but only for a peek
I can’t stand the harsh atmosphere
Can’t find the breath to speak
There seems to be no pause
Voices voicing points of view
Screaming for their cause
Nauseating anger and frustration
My fuse begins to burn away, ignited by aggression
Slipping neath the waves
The silence that I find down here is all that keeps me sane
Strange tangents that I write
I’d never find a single one up there with all that light
thInkStains 
I used to follow your content on deviantart, but I’m very glad to see you’ve found a new place. While deviantart allows us more easy views and interaction, I haven’t been very comfortable with it for a long while now. I suffered a bit of a creative low when I left, which is why I’m thrilled to see you haven’t. This is a wonderful poem, I hope to see more of them in the future! xx
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I’m equally thrilled that you came across me here. Thanks for reading, as always. I have to say though, on an individual basis, my poetry is seen in greater volume here. On the whole, not so much. I think that in time it will surpass my deviantart page in any case. Thanks again for the thoughtful words.
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