sitting by the sea,
i wonder what it'd be
to drown with huge rocks
tied to your legs
that lead you down into
the dark abyss of nothingness...
won't it feel the same
as carrying the burden
of your past with you?
if you don't know how to swim,
won't drowning be an ideal way
to end all the pain?
will the water that rises up my nose
and blocks my breathing, be kind enough to
knock me unconscious or
will I kick my legs and
wave my arms frantically
and struggle to breathe?
will i take that effort
at all to survive? or
will i surrender my body
to the force of water?
is my life worth being saved?
they say deep underwaters
isolate you from the background noise
can it also isolate me
from the incessant white noise of my past
that is plaguing my mind and my present?
will it calm the chaos that i carry within?
there is only one way to find out...
[Here's me, starting the new year on a morbid note :P]
