chlorine

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All day I could stand in its scent

but I will never taste it.

I'm surrounded by those cold waves.

They say it's a hug but I feel like

I'm being punched.

I feel sick.

Deep breathing will do the trick

but you can't breathe underwater.

I need air but that will never happen.

Forget butterflies.

Parasites are eating me up inside.

It's too hot but the water feels cold.

I'll vomit to feel empty

but I'm still filled by that discomfort.

I'm rocking back and forth despite

the world around me is spinning.

I need it to stop.

Sinking to the surface is too dramatic apparently.

Rising to the surface will never happen.

Floating in a place I don't want to be saying that

everything will be fine.

But it won't. 

That's what my brain says anyway.

But that scent. 

Where did it go?


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