3 years ago1,000+ Views
I feel like I’m drowning. Someone holding my body down and I’m getting sucked into the dark sticky abyss. Tendrils of darkness that feels like hands hold on to my wrists, making it harder to fight. Pulling me under till I cant breath. I fight till I’m too tired to fight anymore. Thinking to myself, what is the point anymore? The tendrils let me go since I stopped moving, barely breathing. I give into them, letting the darkness take over me. Its so much easier to let them have me, no one else will notice that the girl they once knew is gone.
"Tendrils of darkness" is a really nice phrase! nice work
@lissamia4 We all drown sometimes; but we can surface, too. I'd love to read about that part of life as well.