Terror (rhyming)

oceanIt’s the unknown,
The cool abyss of darkness
It’s what is not shown
What is below the surface?
It’s the stories I hear
What’s beneath?
That fills me with fear
What’s underneath?
My toes, they curl
I could be gone.
In a single swirl
Gone
And who would know?
Who would care?
If I never did show
Or vanished into air
Perhaps my fear is not the deep
It’s falling forever into sleep

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