then you're the sob story.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

i plunge. i throw my body into the water feeling my feet hit first. the cold is instantaneous as it rapidly consumes my legs, my torso, my face. I feel numbed by it, and therefore, i feel good. I open my eyes once i'm under and i see the light still lingering at the surface. I drift farther and farther away until it is nothing but a hazed allusion to the world outside. I let my body sink, and i forget to breathe. but, i tell myself i can last. i tell myself i can reach the ground below the water. i get past all the layers imagining that i can see the varying gradient of blues. but i know it's in my head.

i plunge. i pull the glass up to my face feeling my lips hit first. the warmth is instantaneous as it rapidly goes through my face, my torso, my legs. i feel numbed by it, and therefore i feel good.
i squeeze my eyes shut once i'm under and imagine the light still lingering at the surface. I drift farther and farther until it is nothing but a hazed allusion to the world outside. i let my body sink and i forget to breathe. but, i tell myself that i can last. i get past all the levels imagining that i can see the varying gradient of my blues. but i know it's in my head.

Friday, December 4, 2009