Swimming with the monsters

[Vagabond37]

Looking at my 5 year old reflection between the rippling waves of the water as I smile and take that dive!

The dive we’ve all experienced trying to go deep enough to touch the sand at the very bottom and make it back up in time. Risk living my 5 year old self would smirk and say.

Gliding through the water like scissors perfectly cutting through paper and almost reaching my goal I suddenly stop.

I float now like a star in the galaxy. Unable to control where I am.

Thinking these waters could not get deeper and looking towards my tiny ankles being entangled with the seaweeds, pulled deeper and deeper into the black abyss that is the drop off. The lower than low. The beneath rock bottom.

Engulfed.

Ripples in the water gone.

Non existent.

It’s as if I am screaming and clawing and no one on the other side of this glass.. this water.. can REALLY see these monsters or help me.

[kenster1]

that's something else you have an amazing description of life sad that its reality.

[Vagabond37 in reply to kenster1]

Thank you , and it is .. but it’s one of the only ways I can put it all into words , story of metaphors and similes.. hoping those who understand can read between all of the lines , and maybe just maybe not feel so alone

[kenster1 in reply to Vagabond37]

your not alone for sure not on here.plenty of people will always offer support to you.

[Vagabond37 in reply to kenster1]

Thank you I appreciate it💕

[kenster1 in reply to Vagabond37]

no worries anytime and take care.