Living a lie, wanting to die. Saying you're okay, but you are breaking down; hour by hour, day by day.
Suddenly, swiftly, and silently swept out into the sea of your fruitless lie.
Now only you will ever know. You reap what you sow.
A riptide can pull a swimmer far out off the coast, and sometimes really fast. I lived a facade until recently, so people were surprised to find I was deeply suicidal at one point. Jan.10.2020