It seems like i`ve been placed in the deepest ocean, there isn`t an ounce of breath left but yet i`m still alive. I swim up toward the surface but it just seems to just get deeper


I might say I'm perfectly fine and that it doesn't phase me. I might be singing in the shower at the tops of my lungs with a smile on the outside but I can hide just about anything


The healing is in the aching

your special to me, and there will always be a piece of my heart with your name on it

I keep swimming upwards in hope that I will once against fill myself with air on the surface, and I will