He was drowning,
Drowning in the sea of emotions that had always been kept at bay,
Always been blocked by a wall he had so painstakingly built,
And now they had been set free to devour him
to consume him with all its might.
A black fluid that had always filled him,was now absent and all that was left was a void,
A void as massive as the cosmos and yet as tiny as a bee,
Flashes of memory sometimes filled the void,
Took him to abhorrent places.
Places he detested
But strangely these places comforted him,
He found solace where he never thought he would,
And maybe
Just maybe someone will carry his body straight to shore.