Sometimes we shatter in unfamiliar ways, and not everyone will understand why we feel certain things so deeply. We can feel the bruises on our body stimulating pain in our hearts and the blasphemy we hear is enough to bring us down.
Even if we're pushed off the edge, we must jump into the full body of water far below us. As we sink into the water, we begin to feel the ice cold pressure against our lungs and skin. We feel our hair sway up as we fall down. We listen to our heartbeat that we can feel in our ears, as our heart rate quickly increases. We listen to the muffled screams of the water crashing against the walls, trying to escape it's own barrier. These waves are powerful and full of life, but so are we. They're all in our head, these waves are metaphorical, we can control them. We are letting the negative thoughts control us, but we have to drain them or leave them behind. Realize that we are not drowning, that we have the ability to come back up for the fresh air that we claim to ache for. We have to exhale the breath we took before jumping off the cliff, then inhale the new beginning.
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Saving Hope
PoetryFor a moment, I felt free.. I felt, happy. I'm making a new wattpad, book is complete.