Finch Logan Drowning

[Drowning]

Finch Logan

He claws his way up from the depths of the earth Struggling to keep his head above the soil As others stroll past on solid ground Unburdened by the weight of the air around them As it clings to his skin and pushes him down But he still fights his way up Dirt under his nails and grass in his lungs Closing his eyes and screaming But the moss in his throat blocks the sound from escaping And he only chokes on air