by Caitlyn Feb 22, 2011
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Pushed below, deep down, underneath the surface of pain. Flailing my arms, and gasping for air. I'm running out of oxygen. I reach up above my head, desperate to grab something that is not there. The current pushes me further down. Down, down, down; underneath the surface of pain. Too far under to resurface, too far under to think. Too far gone to know what is happening.. to even care. I start to become unconscious, unaware of where I am. Just sinking, no tension in my body, not a single nerve is panicked. I feel peaceful, and happy; never felt anything like it before. "This must be what it's like" I think. The depth never ends, it's ongoing- I will never reach the bottom. I wont be here to realise that though, only my empty body- drifting through the ocean of pain. My soul will be gone, off somewhere else. On another journey. Peaceful at last. |