Saltwater Sadness

November 9, 2018

My vocal chords are wrapped in seaweed

Salt dances across my tongue so I speak,

With the sting of the sea on my lips,

Coral stretches from my fingertips

My touch becomes an ecosystem

Sandy skin from the bottom of the ocean

I am drowning my body in emotions

Watching everyone breach the surface

As I cling to every bubble of breath I get.

That is what depression is.

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