What does it mean to be engulfed.
To feel and hear the swelling of the ocean around you.
A deep blue abyss filling your lungs.
The waves are crashing into me.
Constantly finding the waters surface
only to be pulled back under.
Exhausted from drowning and finding no relief.
The thought of letting go encroaches.
Letting the monsters in the sea pull me down.
The tranquil stillness of the black ocean depths.
Allowing myself to drift away and dissipate
To be free from this it seems that all I can do is let myself drown.
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 4:50 PM UTC
What does it mean to be engulfed.
To feel and hear the swelling of the ocean around you.
A deep blue abyss filling your lungs.
The waves are crashing into me.
Constantly finding the waters surface
only to be pulled back under.
Exhausted from drowning and finding no relief.
The thought of letting go encroaches.
Letting the monsters in the sea pull me down.
The tranquil stillness of the black ocean depths.
Allowing myself to drift away and dissipate
To be free from this it seems that all I can do is let myself drown.
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