8 june 2015
no title
it feels like i’m drowning.
like i’m being sucked down by an
undertow
and the weight of the waves
becomes too heavy to stay afloat,
and continue fighting.
my head was once filled with
smiles and laughter
and has now been consumed
by darkness,
and no matter how hard
i fight,
the current is stronger.
i can feel myself getting pulled
down
faster and faster,
but no longer resist it.
i let it take me down
because i’m not sure what’s worse;
The current below me or my inability to swim.
22 november 2024
22.11wiesiek
22 november 2024
Pod miękkim śniegiemJaga
22 november 2024
Liście drzew w czerwonychEva T.
21 november 2024
21.11wiesiek
21 november 2024
Światełka listopadaJaga
20 november 2024
2011wiesiek
19 november 2024
Niech deszcz śpiewa ci kołysankę.Eva T.
19 november 2024
1911wiesiek
19 november 2024
Jeden mostJaga
19 november 2024
0011.