Anxiety
I'm drowning...
Drowning in the seductive sea of my teardrops, that have stained my body black and blue.
The white noise of the sea becomes a lullaby
Making me drift away until I'm invisible to everyone around me.
Until I feel inhumane, like I need a vaccination before I can return back to humanity.
I'm drowning deeper now...
until the salt water feels like acid in my lungs.
Until all I see is the dark and seductive sea floor filled with bones and corpses.
A vile ungodly octopus strangles me in it's tentacles, that can cause pain with one touch,
inviting me to experiences death, binding me to my igniting mind
It causes me to self destruct.
To finally drown...
I sink to the bottom of this seductive seafloor and become displayed upon piles and piles of bones.
I accept the nightterror that has become my reality.
I allow the octopus to crush my acid filled lungs til they're unfit.
Until I feel as vile and ungodly as the octopus that has drowned me.
Until I am alive, but no longer living.
And have transformed into that octopus.
Now I drown myself...
Wrap myself in my tentacles and stick it down my throat.
Forcing myself to drown over and over again for eternity.
