redemption is not found at the bottom of the ocean, as i have found out. all i know of is lungs filling with watered down metaphors that compress my chest. the way panic attacks works is similar to it.
i have not found redemption in anything because i thought you were some type of celestial being sent down to me. maybe i assumed you were god, but i didn't expect you to flood the earth and forget about me.
you let me drown out of self defense.
i found more comfort in the white walls i surround myself with on a daily basis because without you, i have nothing. i have found more comfort from people thousands of miles away in a minute than comfort you can give me in a month. i have accepted redemption will probably never arrive, so i have attached myself onto her.
she is the one thing i have left as a sister, and i would be more honored to lose her than you anyway. i'm sorry if you are not finding any redemption yourself, but at this point, i will find redemption in someone more stable.