I sink.
Into beds, floors...
onto knees.
I pour myself into empty rooms,
and drown in the silence of them.
Nothingness is heavy.
Solid.
The weight of it bears down...
no one can take this from me.
My chest is a cavern;
the depth of it swallows the light.
The slumping of my shoulders deepens
into a state of permanence:
finality.
I let the water rush over me
as it pulls me into depths
unrecoverable.
Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 7:08 AM UTC
I sink.
Into beds, floors...
onto knees.
I pour myself into empty rooms,
and drown in the silence of them.
Nothingness is heavy.
Solid.
The weight of it bears down...
no one can take this from me.
My chest is a cavern;
the depth of it swallows the light.
The slumping of my shoulders deepens
into a state of permanence:
finality.
I let the water rush over me
as it pulls me into depths
unrecoverable.
