Held underwater? Not again – surely? You let me briefly up for air? God I know this suffocating will never stop.
I don’t remember it. The first time it felt like I was drowning. It felt real but not all the way real. I was laughing, well I use to…. Until I drowned in the tears I held back.
Not again – surely?
The drowning made me so quiet. So so quiet. Trapped in the rainfall of my thoughts. The heavy rain, and that really hurts.
Not again – surely?
You know the deep deep waters? Where no lights shine? A darkness where only your thoughts can be seen. Held underwater
Not again – surely? Because you finally let me up for air.
With light.
With peace.
With air.
To then all be held back down. Pushed to the deepest of depths. But not to
Fall.
To sink.
To Fail.
But to “heal. You have to get to the root of the wound and kiss it all up”.
You let me briefly up for air – but this time I would like to stay.
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