Drowning.

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Everything's been a

blur-

like a foggy dream that

I can't quite

remember.

There's an empty,

sad feeling-

it won't go away-

it's eating

at me...

and each time I reach out,

it's like no one

cares, and

I can't help but feel

worse.

I don't know what

I want

anymore...

it's all fading before

my eyes-

burning,

dancing as flames.

Something

keeps ripping my world

a part...

I just want it to stop.

To go away.

I'm sick of drowning

in this pain-

of having to breathe

when there's nothing to

breathe for.

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