How Sad

Drowning

Warning: Subjects that are written in this story can be disturbing to many

 (im putting warnings in every chapter btw just to make sure you smol beans are ok)

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Eyes glossed with warm hurtful tears. Vision fuzzed by meaningless surroundings. The sound of masked emotions hop and dance around the room from person to person. The thoughts in your head bubble hiding the sound of others, of help. The only thoughts your brain seems to feed you are the thoughts of toxins. So much so that your head needs its own Chemical lab hazard warning.

Toxic thoughts. There always there. They never go away. Yet every time they stop dragging you down deeper into the water you still feel weighed down with the GUILT and SADNESS they gave you. It still stings. The memories. The feeling. You cant help but hate being able to breath. You would rather DROWN for so long until you couldn't feel any more.

 But when your lungs fill with the water again, and the familiar feeling of ANXIETY ruffly gripping your ankles pulling you down under once again. You miss the air. It hurts but its better then DROWNING. Your scared of going under.

 But then you get used to the pain, the stinging in your lungs, water mixed with tears, the sound of your heart beat calming to a slow. So loud as if your heart belonged in your ear. The more you soak in the pool of SORROW, the feelings start to fade and all you can feel is NUMB. You can remember, the feeling of numbness leads to death. To SUICIDE. The thriller of DROWNING. Most peoples Adrenalin rushes from drowning, trying to escape the waters. Escape from being swept-ed under and FORGOTTEN. But you.... Your thriller to drowning is the last bubble of air escaping your paled purple/blue lips......... 

-Written by your own depressed author: Pidgeon :']