A Translucent Surface

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I flinch at everything.

Like I am going to get slapped with emotional turmoil...again.

Emotional turmoil.

I am drowning.

I am not afraid though.

The water is misty purple and it fills my lungs.

Weighing me down.

Pulling me down to the bottom of this pit.

The water is translucent.

I can see the light pouring through the surface.

Fill it heating my skin.

My lungs beg for air.

I don't move though.

I just stare at the surface.

At the surface, until my eyes are tired and I must sleep.

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