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Water is lapping between your chin and neck, each wave colliding to the beat of your heart...
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Is this what it feels like to drown?
Like slowly succumbing to the elements,
Am I meant to struggle more, should I wave my hands and attempt to to signal to someone
‘Hey! I’m here’
or should I just let her take me.
I close my eyes and listen to my heart
As the water fills my ears.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Was I ever really trying to swim?
Was I merely trying to keep my head above water
For as ...
The water, of course, is salty; be it from the natural makeup of the ocean or tears, I don’t know.
Dante- the man I thought was my ally- stole my Maddie from me. First, he pushed her off the cliff. I followed her before I was stabbed, or poisoned, or both.
I’m not quite sure how I survived. Shear luck? Immense skill? Some sort of magic?
Maybe that last guess isn’t so far-fetched. Lately, I’ve f...
Trying to float in a deep white ocean, close my eyes and try to meditate and listen to the water beating to the heart rhythm it’s relaxing it’s soothing. It takes away and feel the water hitting the chin and the lips and laughing over the sound of the ripples and the chimes, you can fill the water rushing through the veins and the water and the hands immersing yourself in a dream like state occas...
So cold, she thought. But nothing new. She had endured cold in the past, sewing clothes in her drafty apartment. But this was different. Watery cold. Icy black deadly freezing cold.
She clung to a piece of wood. One of the tables dined upon by the wealthy. But her strength fast abating. Around her, the cries and wails of the dying. She was too tired to cry.
Not long after the sea was silent. T...
Water is lapping between your chin and neck, each wave colliding to the beat of your heart. You could almost drown in the deep blue ocean water. No one is around this vision of the beach. The sun is crisp, an orangey golden, just about to take a nice dip in the ocean. All you can see is the water and waves surrounding you. The beach is far behind, in the shadows of the evening.
You can choose. G...
I nuzzle my nose to her's, and her breathing is steady. She giggles, like always, which makes a smile creep onto my face. The crisp sun burns my pale skin but I don't care. I'm here. Really here. With Blair.
"You're amazing," I whisper.
"And you, Matthew Mackalaham, are going to get into so much trouble."
I chuckle and try not to think of The Great Mean-Wretched Ms. Debbie. My sweet Blair comp...
Water is lapping
between your
chin and neck,
each wave colliding
with the beat
of your heart
You’ve been
treading water
in a whirlpool,
and the clouds
are getting dark
So take a rest
you did
your best,
tomorrow
you’ll have a
fresh start
Remember
There’s no shame
in giving in,
things come
together
when they
fall apart...
There’s salt water in your mouth, the blood in the veins of the earth. You want to scream and signal for help, then think about how easy it would be just to sink.
How many people have seen a watery fate? Plenty of drunk sailors or unprepared beach goers you presume. Water is fickle, life giving and life taking.
Your legs work overtime to keep your head above the waves, white tipped and sharp l...
Water laps between his chin and neck, each wave colliding to the beat of his heart. The tide was definitely rising. Jay spat out a mouthful of salt water, gasping for air between each wave of the roiling sea.
He tries again to pull his foot free of the rock. It doesn't move and he only succeeds in digging sharp rock into his leg. Jay grits his teeth and pulls, hard. White hot pain tears up his an...
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