I can feel that overwhelming wave building.
Obscuring the light.
How will I survive this again?
The pull underneath the surface is so strong.
Unsettling my steady stance.
Losing control.
Building, higher, coming towards me.
Engulfing me.
Tumbling.
Sounds are muffled.
I feel real in here.
Internal sounds are all I hear; I can hear and feel only me.
Let me encroach on your space.
Alter your compass.
Muddy your view.
Stand for a moment,
In the beauty of the pain.