When you’ve drowned once

You know well when you’re about to, again

The anticipation can be suffocating

However hard you may try to abstain

A day turns into a week

A week into two

But then you look in the mirror

And face the new You

Staring, confronting, comforting

The Self wants to take over

If only you would let it

You shall not go deeper or lower

What leads to this path

Find out what’s the trigger

Love yourself more that week

Don’t let the fears be any bigger

The mind will play all tricks

To make you dive more intensely

But when You take over this game

The same mind will reward you, immensely

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