dannyhiga

Drown, Baby, Drown.

He found himself in the middle of a vast ocean of tears. In all three-sixty degrees, there was no sight of help. The more he fought to keep his head above water, the more energy he drained within himself. Relapsing into silence as the eye drops of depression filled his lungs. Let go. Don’t fight it. Let the current carry you into the state of tranquillity. Let it consume you. The pace rapidly grew slower and time froze. Memories escaped like air bubbles flashing before his eyes. When they were gone, he looked up and saw the light above.