I submerge myself
In the unreal.
I breathe it in
Pretending it’s air.
It fills my nose
My mouth
My lungs.
Too lost in ecstasy
To know I’m drowning.
And when I break
The surface
It sends pins and needles
Through my brain.
So I sink back
Slowly, just slowly
Letting it envelop me
The descent, a deadly comfort.
Jan 3, 2024
Jan 3, 2024 at 12:58 PM UTC
I submerge myself
In the unreal.
I breathe it in
Pretending it’s air.
It fills my nose
My mouth
My lungs.
Too lost in ecstasy
To know I’m drowning.
And when I break
The surface
It sends pins and needles
Through my brain.
So I sink back
Slowly, just slowly
Letting it envelop me
The descent, a deadly comfort.