drabbles

punz

pearls and glitter

pearls and glitter...

i'm struggling to keep my head above the surface.

can you see him? his nose sticking up from the cold water, more than his stuck-up looks, back when he was someone. something.

he doesn't make a sound. his body struggles. it is ironic, that the body will do anything to keep itself alive. even when the mind inside has already died.

life is holy. and even when you're gone the trees keep swaying, and the wind keeps howling. we do another few laps, until you're eventually forgotten. you were insignificant.

in reality he's everything. but exhaustion grips like a tiger, and his blood is the meaning and it empties out into the dirt. he's hollow, and he floats, and the water spits him out. two, three, four times, until earth traps him in its warm arms.

body refuses to let go. and you're still here.

i love you.