context: these are thing someone said to me yesterday and my honest reaction to it. bc I didn't say anything but maybe I should've.
Tw: drowning and mesion of death in the last stranza
Claws trying to pull me under
I barely have time to breath
this ocean is rough and wild
I shout but the wind shouts louder
Everytime I struggle up for air
I hear your words echoing
louder and louder
roaring like the wind
'you are a selfish prick'
'you are a horrible person'
'it's your own fault all your friends hate you'
I am trapped
there's no escape, no lifeline or jacket thrown to me
Under water I go again
It'll be okay
You'll be okay...
Air.
a wave hits my face
like the water is mocking me
your voice, angry and sharp
'your own hault
'horrible person'
'selfish'
and I can't help but think,
Is he right? Is it me? Am I the reason? Is it all my fault?
Am I egocentric? Am I horrible? Am I selfish?
You have crossed every single line and I still wonder,
Does he have a point?
No more air is filling my lungs
but water, cold and salty
I'm okay with it
after all
I've always thought
Drowning would be a peacefull death
