the tears won't stop flowing, maybe this is how i'll die. the tears won't stop flowing, more especially when i try to stop them. the tears won't stop flowing and neither will my life.
but, for a second the tears do stop flowing when i think "excessive crying will be the reason that i die".
why did i do that, what if it goes wrong? i can do it. no, how do i opt out? the insides of my cheeks become thin. my legs vibrate,rippling like ocean tides. today's anxiety, i think i may have had a dose too high.
i didn't ask for it but now i'm here still learning how to breathe. o, such dense vibrations gotta learn how to be. this new world is something new to me. - g.w
i am an anchor, i struggle to carry my own weight my world is an ocean and here time moves slow. i cannot breathe and no one can hear the words i speak.
i am an anchor, i've sunk to the deepest point of the darkest ocean and here i lay dormant.