√memories√

deep end

They were screams, so deep and dark i couldn't understand what they were talking about. All i could hear was a sensation. The cold surrounding me was suddenly getting warm. I couldn't open my eyes but my skin could feel it. That hot stream wanted my blood to join. The melancholy pumping in my veins was thirsty, trying to join that blue murderer who wouldn't have satisfied her needs.
It wasnt just warm anymore,it was so hot i was about to get burned. I needed to know.
I opened my mouth, waiting for the new sense to kick in.
Salty and metallic.
Metallic and maybe salty.
My pupils, couldn't see but they were shaking uncontrollably, my burning skin couldn't move my body, my mouth was engulfing that iron taste as if it was the best meal i've ever had. That stream was alive, making his way to my stomach, tearing up the guts on his way. Like a big snake making his nest in my home, poisoning my mind with sharp teeth.
My body wasn't ready, i was expanding, breaking my own boundaries and bones.
I wasn't floating anymore, my blind eyes could sense the light fading away. My sin was too heavy.
Water kept entering my throat so forceful and violent my lips couldn't touch themselves anymore.
Those screams were still there but their meaning had changed, leading me slowly, sinking.
All those victims, all of that blood entering my system. It was so warm i should've realized it couldn't be life.

That pacific sound people liked so much, the breaking of the waves against the earth. If only they could understand the words escaping the atoms and molecules, the voices of those who had tried to understand, the voices of those who had drowned.

My voice.

Do you want to hear my singing?
Just get closer. Just a bit more.
Close your eyes.

It will get warmer soon.