STAND STRONG

Source:relatlonship

 

Hit me.

Strike me.

I won’t fall.

Soak me.

Shake me.

I won’t sink.

Sink me.

Drown me.

I’ll still be here.

SOAK ME

Source:relatlonship

Hit me.

Strike me.

I will carry on.

Soak me.

Shake me.

I will carry on.

Sink me.

Drown me.

I’ll still be here.

DROWNING

Source:vsco.co

 

I’m lost,

Drowning in despair,

Falling deeper into sorrow.

I want to let go,

And sink to the bottom,

My head submerged.

With no fight left in me,

No will to go on,

The darkness will take me.

Into its arms,

I willingly go.

I’m ready to surrender

To the everlasting void.

SOAK ME

 

 

Hit me.

Strike me.

I will carry on.

Soak me.

Shake me.

I will carry on.

Sink me.

Drown me.

I’ll still be here.

 

CARRY ON

 

Hit me.

Strike me.

I will carry on.

Soak me.

Shake me.

I will carry on.

Sink me.

Drown me.

I’ll still be here.

Source:relatlonship

IT WAITS

 

 

 

It waits.

It waits for me.

Can I do it?

Will I do it?

Should I jump?

Will I jump?

The salt air.

The strong waves.

The wet breeze.

It calls to me.

My siren calls.

Goodbye to all.

 

Source:milkshaq

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN — THE DEAD GAME — PART 18

I don’t feel anything.
No pain.
No guilt.
Only freedom and peace.

Arms pull me out of the water.
I’m laid down on the concrete.
Fun and relaxation is over.
Reality has reared it ugly head.

My eyes open to find dark eyes searching mine.
Todd is checking my breathing.
He’s searching for any injuries.
He holds me close.
Maybe a little too close.

I try to stand up.
I don’t want is concern.
I don’t want his pity.
I want to forget it all.

Holding me tighter, he says,
“Little one, you’re not going anywhere.
You almost drowned.
Why are you here alone?”

I stand up with my head held high.
“I was pushed.
I’m a good swimmer.
The water in the pool isn’t deep.”

“I thought you were hurt.
And why are you hanging around an empty pool?”
He gently moves wet strands of hair 
Out of my face.

I still don’t trust him.
“Thanks Todd for your help,
But I’d better go inside.
It’s getting chilly.”

Todd takes off his jacket.
He wraps it around my shoulders.
With his arm around my waist,
He leads me into the hotel.

Always in control.
Always military stiff.
That’s my Todd.
Well, not my Todd.

Todd leaves me in the reception area.
He leans over and gives me a kiss.
On the lips.
He’s getting more daring.

He turns away
And walks out of the hotel
Into the dark night.
No goodbye.

And the games continue…

THE DEAD GAME