drowning
I’m here, drowning.
The depression storms in not unlike a heathen from my darkest nightmares.
I guess I will just sit here and take it.
In uninspired agony I will be here, reveling in what has become of me.
Chuckling at the pathetic husk that remains after being chewed up and spit out by the unforgiving insides of this poor boy. They are unforgiving you know? Uncontrollable in nature, they tear at me for their delight it would seem; haunting me.
I’m here, drowning.
What a familiar feeling.
karandom said,
April 30, 2007 at 3:17 pm
Swallow hard, gulping the lack of, consumed, wet in emotion, telling of lives lived, living. A life alive able to access the felt sparks, universal. Miles of minutes in the deep end, growing pains, ow, I feel your pain.