I am going from one day to another lying at the surface of the black water.
The stone that has been tied on top of my chest continues to grow heavier.
I don't remember being tied with the stone maybe because it was always a part of me.
I continue to stare at the fading light above my head slowly being engulfed by the calming dark as I wait for the stone to get heavy enough to drag me to the depth of the sea.
© Wallflower
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