the drowning
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Rhue (no link)
Sometimes he likes to pretend he is drowning. On nights like these everything is awful and at the same time peacefully the end of the world. Being dead, there is no worry, and all the problems, are easy to forget. When under the waters, eyes closed, relaxing to the sound of frog and crickets, everything is at ease.
These are the only times he has to himself, and sometimes, these nights of pleasure are disturbed. Usually when the sun very rudely interrupts to remind him of yet another morning. But tonight it is not the sun who awakes him, for when he opens his eyes he is greeted by the moon in her beautiful delight.
Face pooling to the surface, he lets out a long sigh. Feeling the slide of a fish against feet, oh, he can only dream.
How he'd like to be free like a fish.
The air that dips into his lungs makes him feel alive and a shiver ascends down his spine.
Again, he closes his eyes.
Its so easy to sleep away everything. When times passes, he has to wonder, is there a better place to be? A place of freedom, no responsibility, no judgment, just himself. And yet, without his family, without his father, he wouldn't be anything. The other monsters, would anyone care if they never knew his worth, and what little he really meant and was.
A nobody.