Letting go

“Don’t let go, please” my head is pounding, my arms and legs kick out desperately as I try to swim back up, I keep fighting until I feel my head is about to explode, every cell in my body is screaming for oxygen, my lungs feel as though they’re set on fire. I can’t hold my breath any longer and the cold water rushes in. For some reason it doesn’t hit like I thought it would, I’m not scared anymore, it’s almost peaceful actually. I begin to fall. I fall further and further into the darkness until it threatens to swallow me whole. In moments I m floating like the sea weed, nothing more than flesh and bones ready to decay in the currents. I want to be saved, I want a rescuing hand to tow me back to life, to the world I know, I don’t want to die like this, but its too hard to fight so I let it take over. I try to scream but they already gave up on me.

 

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athba View All →

interested in meaningful deep letters. The kind who loves picnics, road trips, watches Netflix and writes letters ♡ also ana insana ragda 24/7, loves to avoid human interaction o lover of redbull

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