Trapped.
I hold on to my heart as each day passes by me. Water rises from all sides, and I am underwater again. It's hard to breathe. I don't know how to describe this to you.
It's such a subtle feeling. Yet it consumes my day-to-day existence. This is all I am actually. This is all I can be, for now at least...
Maybe.. this is an excuse. An excuse to keep being miserable. To drown in self-pity for God knows why.
Maybe I do know why.
I just don't know how to accept it. What should I do? What should I do to get myself out of the water? I am tired of staying afloat. I am tired of trying. I am tired of everything. Each string of my own soul is starting to lose its meaning