To swim

It's how I would imagine drowning

Slowly, treading water, tired

Then, before you realise, you find it harder and harder to find the air to fill your lungs

The best part is the silence, water covering over your head, softening the noise of the outside world. Softening the edges of your vision, suffocating/starving your brain /so/ you want to stay under the surface forever

The second best part is that first gasp when you fling your head above the water and let go of all you have been holding

I was that girl waiting, too comfortable in your darkness. Blurry vision and with a piercing pressure in my chest.

I am that girl wanting to swim, wanting to breath in

Wanting to taste the salt on my lips

Wanting to make plans for dinner

Now I swim free.

- Nicole xx