The glowing sun has lost its warmth, what of its brightness that stings and torture the soul in scarlet? What of the rays of hope of its promise, that never seem to have materialized? The horizon is sinking in my view, or am I sinking in its view? A sea of empty faces. Distorted illusions. Self loathing. First they greet the veil with coldness, don the body with pain and engulf the lungs in toxic acidity. Now they're continuing to rise higher and higher still.. My eyes are starting to feel the salty sting.
P.S I can't swim..
