Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning. Except it’s effortless, with no sound. But I still feel the water enter my lungs; I still feel the weight pull me down,
down,
down, until I have no strength. I see the world around me, but it’s all blurry, and the water stings my eyes.
I feel tears.
I want to cry. I want to express these bundled up emotions, but I can’t.
Because this water suffocates me, wraps me in its arms and sings a lullaby I cannot resist.
So I merely stare at people, hoping, wishing they will see the silent tears, the pain that has no voice.
But I fall further into the water. I never find the bottom.
I keep falling.