Day: May 31, 2015

Help me. Please.

I can’t breathe.

I can’t see – it’s so dark, it’s no longer black, it’s just…nothing. I can’t tell whether my eyes are open or shut, I don’t know which way is up.

Are those my  legs? I know something lurks beneath me – for now – but I can’t keep going like this forever.

“Come on in,” you said, “the water’s lovely this time of year.”

Ha! Once again, fooled by your not so secret smile. How many more times? I.JUST. CAN’T. BE. THIS. STUPID. But I am, I must be, or I wouldn’t be here: kicking for my life – again.

It’s so fucking quiet out here, it hurts my ears. Quiet and still. And black. There isn’t a word for just how black it is, nothing exists to explain it, but then again, it doesn’t matter does it? You already know. Don’t…

The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference. – Elie Wiesel