2010

It is not raining, but it may as well be. Here, it rains everyday.

So, this is what drowning feels like.


I wish I was poetic rather than pathetic. I wish that was an option. I'd like to breathe, but I've been underwater so long now. Air is a foreign substance. No one is holding me under, no tide is pulling me, nor is any ball and chain anchoring me. I forget how it was I got here. I forget where here is. I wonder if I am alive, I am afraid of what I may do to find out.
ashlynnx ashlynnx
26-30, F
Aug 5, 2010