Marianas Trench of Despair

I am drifting into the whirlpool that spirals into the depths of the marianas Trench of despair…I’m fighting to escape, leaving fingernail marks upon the wall of hope. Imprisoned in a mind malfunctioning in this reality. Yearning for the sweet breath of Azrael to visit me one last time…insurmountable suffocation as I attempt to breathe…palpitations of pain pulsating through my fibers. A soul of solitude swimming in this vast ocean of life while bleeding…I would just enjoy smelling the flowers…would you like to smell flowers with me? I am not alone. I know you guys feel this too. Thanks for reading…

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