Maelstrom

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The pain ebbs and flows

Like a body of water

It is the water within

The water that goes from crystal clear and sunlit

To dark and murky

A true abyss

An abyss that has no form and bottom

An abyss that can rage for days or maybe even a few seconds

An abyss made of fear and anger and hurt and hate

It is made of every mistake, every bad thought, every angry word I have given and received


It lives within me.

Resides within me

I can reach in and touch it

Touch the abyss

Feel the current

Feel the water roil


The sea within me was a maelstrom

It raged and sucked ships down

Ships carrying happiness, joy, laughter, relationships

It made everything disappear instantly

Made all of it vanish into thin air

Like it has never been there


The maelstrom disappears

And I search for the ships

Wonder where they have gone

Wonder what had happened

I jump into the waters

No longer roiling, no longer crystal clear

Swim as deep as I can in search of a ship, any ship

A mast

A wheel

Anything


In the water

I cry out

Bubbles come out in a rush

I spin around in the water, trying to see

See anything at all

The water is starting to hurt my eyes

There is no air left in my lungs

I fight my body's urge to inhale

Fight the instinct to inhale water

Fight the instinct to inhale the same water that had drowned all my ships


I fight upwards

Move towards the surface

Look at nothing else

I need the oxygen

The water is trying to win

But it can't beat me anymore - I have nothing left to lose


I can see the light rippling through

Feel the waters get warmer

I feel my fingertips break the surface

Then the rest of me follows

I pull air into my body

I can feel it fill me


Feel

Me

Expand


The air is light

And it removes the oppressiveness of the water

I breathe deep

Again

Again

Again


The water around me is calm

Supportive instead of destructive

I lie on my back and float

Sun on my face

Water buoying me up

I simply be


In the distance, I hear the sound of a ship.

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