Aug 24, 2017 · 1 min read
Lifelines.
My twenties feel like I’m stanning in the middle of the ocean.
This enmarked body of water.
Tidal waves.
And I cant see land in any direction.
What direction should I swim towards?
Too overwhelmed to think, too overwhelmed to swim.
So I’m just letting my self drown.
Slowly…..
Hoping for a lifeline.
Ignoring the terror that accompanies the realization that my life is up to me.
Atleast thats what everyone says but it sure doesn’t feel that way
That there is no magic.
No lifeline.
And that no one can really save me.
