So many thoughts are racing through my head every night, they
are so many and so different, each one is so abstract from
They collide and intertwine, they are so distorted. It's so
surreal, yet it feels like I'm drowning in an ocean of
the letters are crashing into me. The thoughts are a heavy
burden, trapped inside of me. With every new word my head
becomes heavier, until I begin to sink.
Hey, lonely sailor! It looks like you've got control over the
mess inside of your head.
You're not at all drowning, just sailing the seven seas,
trying to find your place.
Help me find my self, will you? Because you see, I've lost
and wasted so many words, to only end up like this, without
having many left.
I'd say "please, help me", but those words are so long lost.
My pride has erased every trace of them.
And to you, dear captain, think about the consequences but
remember that no storm lasts forever,so don't let it change
your course. And don't end up like me -- a hydrophobic lost
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