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Underwater Casket
Drowning here.
How much more can I bear?
Sipping in these bubbles.
Drinking away my sorrows.
This is where it ends.
This is where I perish.
Here with my non-existent school of fish.
Warnings of the dangers of drinking too much and such.
When all one can think about is how their problems become too unbearable in sadistic peoples' clutch.
They say, "All of this can stop as long as you start swimming upwards."
But, what if you just want to silence the screaming in those swollen vocal cords?
Status: I am busy.
Inhaling all things that can and will make me dizzy.
Anything to numb away the pain.
Whatever is necessary to scrub away this reoccurring stain.
My way.
My peace.
Turning away from the pain I had for days, months, and weeks.
-Snow that Flutters down like Feathers