By- Jade Jang
I am drowning, a shackle placed around my ankle, submitting to the weight of it. Water is my reality, whereas the outside is the radiant instants. It contains a clean sky with a hammock and two furry companions of mine.
Swimming delights me. Existing irritates me. Their traits face the opposite direction but are ironically identical. The fact that it is hard to break out once I dive in. The fact that I have to hold my breath. Despite everything, it feels secure that I deny myself to be in the stable trap.