Breath
The night erodes the ocean,
And I can’t grasp the water at all,
What’s the point of learning how to swim,
When you’re still so dependent on oxygen to live?
I rather collapse than drown in you.
Below is a collection of my creative writing pieces, of prose, poetry, essays and scripts.
The night erodes the ocean,
And I can’t grasp the water at all,
What’s the point of learning how to swim,
When you’re still so dependent on oxygen to live?
I rather collapse than drown in you.