The water is freezing
But I am burning
An inferno that is extinguished
But that can never be put out
My insides are churning with charcoal
My throat becomes singed as I attempt to choke out the salty ocean I am swallowing
Wait, that's not right
This ocean is swallowing me
The sea is still
Deceptively so
If I were looking from above, I might be inclined to view the cerulean depths as peaceful
Inviting, even
I know from within the depths that this is not true
Though not visible
Waves are devouring me
They crash over my head and pull me under
Bubbles fill my vision
Here and then not
Leaving me a clear view of darkness tinged by the blues of anguish
I cannot float
I cannot sink
I am frozen
And I am on fire
I am guilt
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 1:16 AM UTC
The water is freezing
But I am burning
An inferno that is extinguished
But that can never be put out
My insides are churning with charcoal
My throat becomes singed as I attempt to choke out the salty ocean I am swallowing
Wait, that's not right
This ocean is swallowing me
The sea is still
Deceptively so
If I were looking from above, I might be inclined to view the cerulean depths as peaceful
Inviting, even
I know from within the depths that this is not true
Though not visible
Waves are devouring me
They crash over my head and pull me under
Bubbles fill my vision
Here and then not
Leaving me a clear view of darkness tinged by the blues of anguish
I cannot float
I cannot sink
I am frozen
And I am on fire
I am guilt
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