I try to draw a breath
but my lungs won’t expand
to allow it
A wet veil has been
placed about my head
and it threatens to cut off
the life force of air
Swimming in your seas
has left me with a fear of drowning
“Test the waters you fool,” says my chastising voice. “Never dive in head first. When are you going to learn your lesson?”
But all is lost in the abyss
my ears are covered with water
and blackness begins to swirl around me
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Still histrionic, still a bookwhore; just faking competence because of my kid.
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Fat Bottom Girl Said What 
Are you talking about dating again? Did someone break your heart? I hate dating – I’m too old for it anyway. I just fuck and flee now.
Yes, contemplating the dating realm I guess. lol Technically, I’ve never really dated. I spent years doing the fuck and flee. Have such a hard time doing that now, because it causes me more pain than just remaining celibate. I really, truly, want to have one fucking healthy relationship before I die!!! Is that too much to ask for?? hahaha
It’s not too much to ask. Not at all.
Reblogged this on Fat Bottom Girl Said What and commented:
The words won’t come today, nor did they yesterday, or the day before that. So I reblog, because I’m always in fear of drowning.
Test the waters you fool…