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the water’s rising, and there's nowhere left to run an emotional tidal wave that destroys everything it touches, and I’m trying to make it out alive. but I’m tethered to the past, and it’s holding me down again this time. head above water, it feels like I'm digging my own grave swept out, at last, and lost in the tide. the walls have come down, and I'm fighting to swim my way out, trying to survive. no one left to love, no one left to trust, just swept up in the flood of heartbreak and pain, that always self-destructs.
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Oct 17, 2023
Oct 17, 2023 at 4:06 AM UTC
the flood
the water’s rising, and there's nowhere left to run an emotional tidal wave that destroys everything it touches, and I’m trying to make it out alive. but I’m tethered to the past, and it’s holding me down again this time. head above water, it feels like I'm digging my own grave swept out, at last, and lost in the tide. the walls have come down, and I'm fighting to swim my way out, trying to survive. no one left to love, no one left to trust, just swept up in the flood of heartbreak and pain, that always self-destructs.
joshua-phelps
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33/M/English
Oct 17, 2023
Oct 17, 2023 at 4:06 AM UTC
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