Insanely Bittersweet

Sea of Misery

I was heartbroken, to say the least. My heart torn to pieces as every dreadful second passed. My knees buckled and gave off underneath me, as I could no longer try to support my weight. My eyes watered at the sight before me, the clock ticking down 'til the last minute, 'til my last breath. I fought the urge to scream, shout, wail, and break down as I bit down on my lower lip to keep them from coming out, hard enough to draw blood, hard enough to at least keep my mind off that wretched pain I felt before.

I am drowning. I don't know why, but I'm drowning. I feel these dark walls closing me in, caging me in this hellish whirlpool. I'm drowning and I fought hard to breathe, even if it's already in vain. My body slowly felt numb. I can't save myself. I'm drowning in my own tears, my own desolation, my own misery. No one's going to hear me scream. They can't save me. HE can't save me. I tried to take him with me, desperate to cling onto something, but he shook me off. I gave off my last breath as I watched him, swimming to the shore with someone else...