Yes, the sun that left during the shifting of the tides that engulfed me in water. Swallowed by the ocean depth, i realized it was no mere illusion but a fragment of my past repeating. Deeper and deeper i descended, only my fingertips aimed towards the moon as it flickered. The moon that remained, even through the thick dark clouds, it shone through the ocean illuminating my unconscious figure, the marine life surrounded me going in circles, but it never entered the moonlight. I pondered about what was unfolding around me, yet the need for fresh air worsened, such futile attempts, no one could find a lone prey grasping for its last glimmer of hope. Psychial body aching as it felt the pressure increasing, yet my heart held on to its desire to beat for the last time, the last time made it yearn for more and more. crying tears made it bleed, it had its own seperate will. Treading on the thin rope, accepting ones punishment or seeking empathy from the sisters of fate, each representing the aspect of light and dark. One had told the lies and the other told the truth, yet they both contradict each other in the form of hypocrisy.
© Ashy_