I went four months without feeling depressed. The waves started rolling in this past week and now I feel like I’m drowning under water. My chest hurts with the weight of the water and my lungs have filled with the ocean. The life that I had in me is being pulled out like salt dehydrating a body. Before long, I’ll just be another leaf floating in the sea.
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You’re metaphors are beautiful… I know it’s just a simple compliment, but I just wanted you to know.
Thank you. That actually means a lot to me.
Beautiful, aarina. Can so relate to this.
beautiful name. second winter. me its eternal winter of my sunless mind
y’d u change ur name?
*overcast mind
more fitting and accurate cathy