I'm Fine...I Promise

I'm Fine...I Promise

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I drown into the depths of the ocean, swiveling within the whirlpools and the tides that surprisingly couldn't cease to erase the hammering pounds upside my head. My eyes are open, my lips are sealed with agony as my heart plummets beneath the deep blue sea. I'm lost, I can't seem to find you anymore. My body pulsates with fear and coldness as it sinks deeper within the core of the sea...where were you when I needed you to swim deeper and rescue me? The heart beats faster than the mind could even stomach a thought. But, I'm fine...I promise. I was careless, I didn't think about the people who ACTUALLY cared about me. I'm FREE, I'm finally FREE! Stress? It's not welcomed here no more! Depression? Oh, I thought it said something! And love? Well, you gave me things, but you've also hurt me! My skin? Frail but free from my troubles! And my mind, it's slowly perishing as I drown. Deeper and deeper into the deep blue sea. I'm fine...I promise. -Imari Vivian Cole, loving wife, mother, friend,and daughter.
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Does anyone remember how anything begins? Or how anything ends? For every story, every song, every movie has a beginning to an end and an end to a beginning, but what about the rest? What about prior to the beginning or after the end, and everything in between? No one cares about that, I guess. Everyone just wants to know how what begins and how what ends; the rest is history. The rest is nothing and everything at the same time, because those who want to see, want to feel, breathe in it all--they are the lost souls in the world. They are lost, searching, needing, and craving souls. They are you and they are me. Lost in this world of collateral damage, hoping to be rescued. Searching for what can rescue them, whether that be a person or a drug or a hobby. Needing whatever it is soon because they have drowned and they are six feet under, floating in alcohol and seizing due to heroin and crying because of a him or a her. And craving--craving to die and to live all at once, for they know life is a beautiful disaster and they know about the good and the evil in this world; it has hurt them, numbed them, and misplaced them. But maybe, all they need to do--what every one of us needs to do--is stop whatever it is we're doing. Stop searching. Stop needing. Stop craving. And be. Just be. warning: a majority of this work will be in lower case on purpose

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