Hate.

I been swimming in the waters of my emotions for too long now. I'm gasping for air as I get pulled underneath the body of water. I want to swim back to shore, but this water I'm under is freezing. It's starting to lock me into place, so I have no means to escape. The water is getting colder. My body temperature is drastically dropping. There is nobody coming to save me, so... I must go on this journey that leads to the other side of life, death.