Floating.
I'm floating away
Away from society.
Drifting.
I'm drifting away
Away from my consiousness.
It's cold.
My warmth is fading.
My body, numb from the cold,
Sinks away in an ocean.
An ocean of grey.
Sinking, deeper....and deeper..
Endless drowning awaits me.
Drowning.....no...
..I can breath..
I'm just...sinking..
I can't feel my body....
It is frozen....frozen in time....
....wait....warm
I can feel heat..
My warmth is restoring.
I open my eyes.
I see....blue....blue..
Blue..in an ocean of grey..
Sinking towards it..
Closer...and closer...
Antill i....
I'm...
Floating.
Floating away
Away from society.
Drifting.
Drifting away
Away from my consiousness.
Sinking away in an ocean.
An ocean of grey.
It's cold.
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An Amount Of Short Stories And Poems
Poetryjust a short story. Okay well idk i should call it a short story. I'ts not even like a story. Okay fine let's call them toughts. No wait..oh well someone message me if they know what this is.
