"Grief
It comes in waves
On some days, it cleanses, a rebirth of emotions given a chance again
Then there are days we drown. Pulled down, hard, without notice. And it’s a struggle, gasping for those last breaths, hoping for a lifeline, something - something that will reach you and stop the rapid descent into the darkest despair that you most certainly know you won’t escape once reached
And all we can ever do is feel it. Go with it, you drown. Go against it, you get tired, you still drown.
I am constantly in a state of drowning, I don’t know if I can keep searching for a lifeline ."
GxG22 Writing and digital poster art by Wrecks 1024p