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Whirlpool

Forever Drowning

By Hannah-jo MarksPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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I often sit and wonder what it would be like now, but I instantly rush to push that thought aside. I’m sat with a million waves crashing through my brain and I’m allowing myself to drown, I lay my head back and just get caught in the drift and now I have no clue where I've ended up, I've just accepted it. This is how it is now. Constantly trying to grasp on to the only thing I have which is collapsing between my fingers, so transparent. Breathing in intoxicating myself with every thought, losing my mind with the same tune playing over and over telling me how to blackout, but I just can’t I’m frozen in time, whirlpooling around and around with no particular direction, I gaze amongst the stars and feel such peace so I choose to stay a little longer.

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