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I keep sinking… Rock bottom doesn’t exist for me, does it?
No end is in sight when I’m sinking deeper into the sea like a stringless puppet.
Empty tides crown an empty ocean.
Every mile deeper strikes emotion.
Deeper into the scenic sea I descend without end, seeing what I left on the surface above me. Please just love me.
Yet, no rescue ensues, for every second that passes by, It’s my own heart that I lose.
Open my skull and rewire my head, for it feels like I’m dying before I’m dead.
Universe upon universe knows I’m alone and lonely.
These fading rays signal to me what I’ll never reach in a million years.
Only you… All I see, and all I hear.
Leaving the surface behind, I come to the realization that I’m never going to reach rock bottom. There’s no such thing as rock bottom, for you either get crushed under the pressure, or you swim back up before it’s too late.
Oh, my dear… I can’t be with you, for you’re so much better than I. Alone forever, I realize that we’ll never be alone together. On my own… never to get better.
Violins draw a sweet tune in A Major for me, yet it beckons forth a melancholy attitude from the depths of my brain, and calls upon my name. Churning Cellos of Chance bellow a mellow melody into the waves, and the Trumpets of Death announce my fate.
Everytime I close my eyes, I see your face looking back at mine. I can’t get the thought of regret out of my mind, for everything I’ve done overtime has ruined my life.
My eyes drift back up to the ceiling, and I interlock my fingers on my chest. My breathing gets slower, and the muscles around my eyes tense. “I’m alone…” I mumble without emotion in my monotone voice, staring at the empty abyss of space. “Nobody wants me to be theirs, and nobody will ever be mine.”
Everyday, a couple walks by me, and I feel empty inside. Life keeps reminding me of what I don’t have, and never will have again. I’m alone. All alone.
