i gasped for air, for something to fill my lungs with besides the pondering "what ifs" and the dreadful hopes that were dead but i continued to water.
they scattered my brain and traveled to my lungs where they rotted and called the place home. dirt from the once plotted roots grew higher and i was unable to get a clean thought in any inch of my body.
the thought of you made my gasps into chokes, i was stuck. you held me to no point of return, my fate was locked with the key you held and you watched me suffer. you were what made the world so cynical and even though i was losing oxygen, thoughts of us rolled into my head.
the dirt soon was washed out and was filled with water, it didnt stop rising. my heart felt heavy, and my eyes became droopy. i was alive with seconds to spare but all i could imagine was your pretty face, and even though it pained me each second, i was sure i never wanted it to stop.
i was drowning in you and suddenly dying didnt seem like a bad thing anymore.
YOU ARE READING
a collection of my thoughts
Randomthese are small writings i've created over a span of time and with encouragement i'm deciding to share them amongst anyone who'll read it.
