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Journal entry 17.10.21:

I feel like I'm slowly finding comfort, in this drowning feeling. I don't think it's comfort from fondness to be fair. This puddle ocean feels like it's all I know. The dive into muffled senses and the familiar sea creatures who lurk inside. My puddle isn't safe. But, it's familiar.

So, I quietly come back knowing
I shouldn't come back
because I might not come back.

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