I'M D R O W N I N G
(oh
god
can't
you
see
that?)
MY LUNGS ARE HEAVING
FOR AIR WHILE I SINK
INTO THIS IMPENETRABLE
DARKNESS.
(someone
save me)
I CANT HELP
BUT TO CLOSE MY EYES
(DON'T LET ME CLOSE MY EYES)
(i'm afraid i'm not going to wake up)
AND MY BRAIN IS GOING NUMB
(I THINK ITS DYING)
AND MY MOUTH IS GASPING
AND MY BODY IS SO STILL
AND EVERYTHING IS ON FIRE
(it's kinda funny,
the irony. i'm dying
in an ocean, but my
body is ripping itself
apart with flames as
my lips struggle for
breath. huh)
(ITS NOT FUNNY
ITS NOT FUNNY
SHUT UP SHUT UP
SHUTUP SHUTUP!)
i don't want to die like this, salt encrusted in my hair as my crumpled hands reach out to the dappled sunlit surface. i don't want to heave for air as i slowly sink into everlasting darkness. (i heard that a broken girls death transforms you into a monstrous melody) (can someone tell me if this is true) i don't want to join the oceans grave of wailing souls and shipwrecked hearts, it doesn't seem right. i had a life, am i supposed to let my white knuckles go of it? (i don't want to) (but my last lament is inevitable, so i might as well)
(goodbye)
— if you hear the waves churning and the sea toiling, remember me
YOU ARE READING
SUN SETTING
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