"His eyes were set on the moon's pure reflection on the rolling waves and his ears were filled with the melody of raindrops splashing into the sea. This was the one place he could unleash his inner demons and fight a one-on-one battle against them. He would let his thoughts gradually swim up to the surface and listen to them one by one instead of being caught in the midst of thousands of them. He didn't need water to feel like he was drowning." --- Copyright © 2014 by Del (delinquentdreams) cover by: @-therapy