I'm a ship lost to the ocean, adrift on waves of nothingness,
led only by the current of my own sorrow.
I have no ties, no strong rocks to anchor me to the mainland - there is nothing to save me from the sea's harsh call.
I give in to its demands.
And with one last breath, I fall,
Finally giving myself over to the torrent of rushing waters and thundering screams.
I savor the stabbing needle-like pain as I connect with the water,
I appreciate the throbbing numbness that overtakes my brain as the deafening noise grows louder until -
Silence.
And nothing.
I am lost.
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 7:18 PM UTC
I'm a ship lost to the ocean, adrift on waves of nothingness,
led only by the current of my own sorrow.
I have no ties, no strong rocks to anchor me to the mainland - there is nothing to save me from the sea's harsh call.
I give in to its demands.
And with one last breath, I fall,
Finally giving myself over to the torrent of rushing waters and thundering screams.
I savor the stabbing needle-like pain as I connect with the water,
I appreciate the throbbing numbness that overtakes my brain as the deafening noise grows louder until -
Silence.
And nothing.
I am lost.
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