Today I filled a swimming pool with my tears and understood why my depth was only eight feet. I am bounded by this wall called safety and set with rules and regulations on how to use my goods correctly. No matter how many times the rules are intentionally broken the walls still provided boundaries.
Today I filled a swimming pool with my tears and understood why oceans scared the **** out of me. They went on for seemingly forever, engulfing my tears into an endless sea of melancholy. There were no safety barriers added, leaving room for depth and the ability to sink into parts of myself I was too scared to dive in for.
Today I attempted being an ocean by overflowing a swimming pool with my tears and ended up drowning myself instead.