The side 

I lay here as an empty shell. Emotionless and calm. I’m a piece of seaweed that has been pushed into the middle of the waves. I’m drowning as I see the soft bottom of the ocean. Sparkly and deadly glass slices across the floor and I gargle a breath of water. I wish I was more flexible in my emotions, that I wouldn’t feel like an anchor holding myself down in the depths of the ocean. ​

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