I’m drowning in the inside, I am sinking into darkness. The light is being pulled from me and there is no way to stop it. I hope everything works for the best. I hope this is the way it’s supposed to be.
Sinking is like rising only backwards if you think about it its only relative to you typically you are the only one who cares that you are sinking, love is fantastic you could be sinking into passion or sinking in quick sand.
There’s a sinking feeling that overcomes me, the feeling of not choosing the other and chooses the path one decides. Did i make the wrong choice? will i sink and drown in my own regret. There is only hope and faith that will act like my life saver….
sinking below gravity and thought she fell, down down down to the center of the earth where respectable men and women would never deign to be. The center of the earth was where the others lived, the ones who power your house and water. They sunk once. Now she is too.
sinking into the bed as you fall asleep. sinking into dreams, dreams of love and life, and of fears too. sinking in the ocean, calm gentle water. sinking yourself into life and love and feeling. Romance and loving making, red roses and their beautiful aroma. Good wine, and long deep kisses. deep blues and greys and greens
ships drowning ocean. sliding deeper and deeper into a mystery. lungs. gasping. loss of breath. panic. blue. deep blue. encompassing you and everything around you. heavy. dead. blank. bubbles up.
The boat was sinking faster and faster. The sea was violent. The wind was cruel. He told me he loved me, even if everything ended tonight. Not a soul for miles… not even me.
I’m falling, water parting around me. Falling below the surface and gasping for air. Down, down, and down. I look up and see light glinting through the surface of the water. I’m sinking further, away from the light into the abyss.
sinking in to a pit of dispare. that is how i felt last semester. dead, drowning, sinking. when will it end. only god knows, and even he is unsure of ending. all he knows is that it will stop. just not then or now.
There was a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. As I looked out over the city, I couldn’t see a single thing worth fighting for. The lights flickered and the cars passed, like a promise of life I knew would never be delivered upon. I was holding on to make a point, but what was it?
There’s a sinking feeling in my gut when i realize how much i have procrastinated. Its so easy, with all the social media out there. I mean, i JUST got my homework done. The feeling sinks even lower when i realize as the year goes by it will get harder. All these goals i want to reach, will i ever manage to reach them? I dont even know any more, everything is just too confusing..
“I have a sinking feeling that someone is watching me.” Sam thought as he twirled the diamond blade around the window of the museums glass window, etching a hole just big enough for his hand.
sinking. my heart is sinking into the ground each second i delve deeper into this cavern that is my feelings for you. i miss who you were. and the thought that that person is gone, perhaps forever, is awful. it makes my hear sink. lower than quicksand goes, lower than under the oil mines, lower than underground and out the other side of the earth.
Bam, there it was. that sinking feeling I was all too familiar with. “I don’t get it, I am the most experience courier you’ve got. Why am I not on the envoy to Goldan?”
“You’re voice is reaching whining level,” warned my friend and mentor, Jusdina with a smile. “And you know perfectly well why you weren’t sent, you are needed here at Court, you are heir remember.”
“Don’t remind me,” I grumbled as yet another courtier bowed as we passed. Being the heir of the most influential kingdom in all of Hardonia was zero fun, zilch…well ,maybe a little fun…but most of the time it just stopped you from having fun.
sinking is like what happens to a ship. like the titantic i guess. but people also sink. their relationships sink and their goals sink if they dont reach them. it also rhymes with thinking which is also quite interesting.
Falling into a deep abyss
feeling nothing but the slowing of time
knowing nothing but the calm
hearing nothing but my heart beat
Sinking into the unknown
falling into the ground, no going back.. dark drowning and not coming back up. the house is falling into the world and its swallowing it whole. the ship is going down, there is no return and will be lost forever. darkness empty black
i saw the boat as it drifted out to sea while being completely aware that it wasn’t a boat at all but the problem at hand floating farther and farther as I sank lower and lower allowing the water to wash over me, so sweet, so refreshing, never coming back up as the need for air flowed from me and the cool water flowed into me releasing those things that I had once longed for
The colors look different, the sound changes, I feel lighter, but have a different kind of pressure. It’s cool down here, but I won’t stay long, there are too many important things back on top of life.
falling down. sand. having no thoughts, like i feel like i have nothing more to offer. just, sinking. there’s nothing left in me, i’ve grown out of everything i can ever be. i’m just sinking. faster. until i’m just totally gone. My life is done for.
THE TITANIC IS SINKING!!!
What a dumb movie, I’m a girl and all, but i hate the ending. The chick is on a stinking giant door, she couldn’t be selfless for once and scoot over? Then when she told him she wouldn’t let go, what does she do?
Lets go.
Dumb.
I feel cold, trapped, sunk to the bottom with an anchor strapped to my foot. Where is the hope? I look to my left and the only sight I see is a clownfish guards her precious eggs- I want to live. But it is too late. My eyes see death.
A pit far far from the surface. A lifeless body swaying to the bottom, to sleep with fishes. Air bubbles long gone and risen to the surface along with fear. The end was near the end is here,but as odd as it is I can breath.
Groping at the windows, watching as the water level rose above the top, obscuring the sky — the last bit of hope that was present. The water inside rose slower, and more fearsomely, first at the ankles and then at the knees, offering no way out.
I am no longer sinking in my sufferings. I am so happy! My Lord has saved. Now my pain and sorrows are sinking in the depths of the darkness and I am sinking in the love of my God’s love. I am forever free of the sin. I will live for Him!
Slowly sinking into oblivion, I am drowning in my own mind. Thoughts, dreams, and worries overwhelm me, suffocating my spirit under their power. My mind is me, all of me. I no longer exist as a person, but as a spirit. I am flying and sinking at the same time. My mind soars, leaving my body behind, feeling suffocated and liberated all at once.
sinking whats left of the good love in me. given away to dusts in the wind. tricked by liars with pretty eyes that seem to glisten and smiles that melt an open heart. its on my sleeve constantly, broken as it is. like i expect someone to mend it. sinking into my own endless sea of faults, where to find a cure?
A pit far far from the surface. I lifeless body swaying to the bottom, to sleep with fishes. Air bubbles long gone and risen to the surface along with your fears. The end was near the end is hear. But as odd as it is I can breath.
i was sinking into quicksand slowly. it was terrifying. I started to see my life flash before my eyes, and was struck with profound sadness. Or sand-ness, rather. I had regrets of what I hadn’t got to do yet. However, this is a pretty badass way to die. I love my life
the ship is sinking and the bloody first mate is running about and yelling help help we are sinking and sinking is not a good thing…..n then the bloody 2nd mate is out there yelling back please stick yourself in in order to not to stop the ship from sinking.
I tried to save you. For myself, you, your family, and most of all because i am tried of sitting by and watching the world fall apart. i know i am taking part my own demise, but i insisted that you have a chance. a chance so shake the demons loose from your soul. to let your wounds take a step towards healing. you almost dug yourself so deep that i thought only an angel could save you.
Sinking.. falling.. drowning. Water. I’m thirsty. There’s a cup beside me. Maybe I should fill it up. With some water. …..Sinking, sinking. Sinking sinking sinking. Down down down.. Falling. Uhhhhhhhhh…… This has been a thebiscuitbutt production. About sinking. …..Sink. Running water. Hot Water. Cold water. ….Yeah.
I feel like I’m sinking. I can’t help the way I feel about him. And I find myself falling deeper and deeper for him. And I know it’s bad. But I can’t pull myself back up. And the worst part is that I don’t want to. I really don’t want to. I just want to keep falling.
sinking like quick sand in self doubt; unable to find the words right now to start back; to begin again. sinking, sinking
I’m drowning in the inside, I am sinking into darkness. The light is being pulled from me and there is no way to stop it. I hope everything works for the best. I hope this is the way it’s supposed to be.
Sinking is like rising only backwards if you think about it its only relative to you typically you are the only one who cares that you are sinking, love is fantastic you could be sinking into passion or sinking in quick sand.
There’s a sinking feeling that overcomes me, the feeling of not choosing the other and chooses the path one decides. Did i make the wrong choice? will i sink and drown in my own regret. There is only hope and faith that will act like my life saver….
loss of control, cold and alone euphoric suffocating death comes over me calming nothingness.
sinking below gravity and thought she fell, down down down to the center of the earth where respectable men and women would never deign to be. The center of the earth was where the others lived, the ones who power your house and water. They sunk once. Now she is too.
sinking into the bed as you fall asleep. sinking into dreams, dreams of love and life, and of fears too. sinking in the ocean, calm gentle water. sinking yourself into life and love and feeling. Romance and loving making, red roses and their beautiful aroma. Good wine, and long deep kisses. deep blues and greys and greens
ships drowning ocean. sliding deeper and deeper into a mystery. lungs. gasping. loss of breath. panic. blue. deep blue. encompassing you and everything around you. heavy. dead. blank. bubbles up.
i have this sinking feeling that i’ve been here before and i’ve done this before and it did not turn out well…
i do not think i will be able to crawl our this time either…
The boat was sinking faster and faster. The sea was violent. The wind was cruel. He told me he loved me, even if everything ended tonight. Not a soul for miles… not even me.
I’m falling, water parting around me. Falling below the surface and gasping for air. Down, down, and down. I look up and see light glinting through the surface of the water. I’m sinking further, away from the light into the abyss.
sinking in to a pit of dispare. that is how i felt last semester. dead, drowning, sinking. when will it end. only god knows, and even he is unsure of ending. all he knows is that it will stop. just not then or now.
There was a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. As I looked out over the city, I couldn’t see a single thing worth fighting for. The lights flickered and the cars passed, like a promise of life I knew would never be delivered upon. I was holding on to make a point, but what was it?
There’s a sinking feeling in my gut when i realize how much i have procrastinated. Its so easy, with all the social media out there. I mean, i JUST got my homework done. The feeling sinks even lower when i realize as the year goes by it will get harder. All these goals i want to reach, will i ever manage to reach them? I dont even know any more, everything is just too confusing..
“I have a sinking feeling that someone is watching me.” Sam thought as he twirled the diamond blade around the window of the museums glass window, etching a hole just big enough for his hand.
sinking. my heart is sinking into the ground each second i delve deeper into this cavern that is my feelings for you. i miss who you were. and the thought that that person is gone, perhaps forever, is awful. it makes my hear sink. lower than quicksand goes, lower than under the oil mines, lower than underground and out the other side of the earth.
Bam, there it was. that sinking feeling I was all too familiar with. “I don’t get it, I am the most experience courier you’ve got. Why am I not on the envoy to Goldan?”
“You’re voice is reaching whining level,” warned my friend and mentor, Jusdina with a smile. “And you know perfectly well why you weren’t sent, you are needed here at Court, you are heir remember.”
“Don’t remind me,” I grumbled as yet another courtier bowed as we passed. Being the heir of the most influential kingdom in all of Hardonia was zero fun, zilch…well ,maybe a little fun…but most of the time it just stopped you from having fun.
I feel like I’m sinking sometimes but I do keep resurfacing. I am not sunk yet. I will just keep raising back ut to the surface.
sinking is like what happens to a ship. like the titantic i guess. but people also sink. their relationships sink and their goals sink if they dont reach them. it also rhymes with thinking which is also quite interesting.
ship, ocean, cruise, death,
sinking in water, emotions,
sinking into……
Falling into a deep abyss
feeling nothing but the slowing of time
knowing nothing but the calm
hearing nothing but my heart beat
Sinking into the unknown
falling into the ground, no going back.. dark drowning and not coming back up. the house is falling into the world and its swallowing it whole. the ship is going down, there is no return and will be lost forever. darkness empty black
i saw the boat as it drifted out to sea while being completely aware that it wasn’t a boat at all but the problem at hand floating farther and farther as I sank lower and lower allowing the water to wash over me, so sweet, so refreshing, never coming back up as the need for air flowed from me and the cool water flowed into me releasing those things that I had once longed for
The colors look different, the sound changes, I feel lighter, but have a different kind of pressure. It’s cool down here, but I won’t stay long, there are too many important things back on top of life.
falling down. sand. having no thoughts, like i feel like i have nothing more to offer. just, sinking. there’s nothing left in me, i’ve grown out of everything i can ever be. i’m just sinking. faster. until i’m just totally gone. My life is done for.
THE TITANIC IS SINKING!!!
What a dumb movie, I’m a girl and all, but i hate the ending. The chick is on a stinking giant door, she couldn’t be selfless for once and scoot over? Then when she told him she wouldn’t let go, what does she do?
Lets go.
Dumb.
I feel cold, trapped, sunk to the bottom with an anchor strapped to my foot. Where is the hope? I look to my left and the only sight I see is a clownfish guards her precious eggs- I want to live. But it is too late. My eyes see death.
A pit far far from the surface. A lifeless body swaying to the bottom, to sleep with fishes. Air bubbles long gone and risen to the surface along with fear. The end was near the end is here,but as odd as it is I can breath.
Groping at the windows, watching as the water level rose above the top, obscuring the sky — the last bit of hope that was present. The water inside rose slower, and more fearsomely, first at the ankles and then at the knees, offering no way out.
I am no longer sinking in my sufferings. I am so happy! My Lord has saved. Now my pain and sorrows are sinking in the depths of the darkness and I am sinking in the love of my God’s love. I am forever free of the sin. I will live for Him!
Slowly sinking into oblivion, I am drowning in my own mind. Thoughts, dreams, and worries overwhelm me, suffocating my spirit under their power. My mind is me, all of me. I no longer exist as a person, but as a spirit. I am flying and sinking at the same time. My mind soars, leaving my body behind, feeling suffocated and liberated all at once.
sinking whats left of the good love in me. given away to dusts in the wind. tricked by liars with pretty eyes that seem to glisten and smiles that melt an open heart. its on my sleeve constantly, broken as it is. like i expect someone to mend it. sinking into my own endless sea of faults, where to find a cure?
A pit far far from the surface. I lifeless body swaying to the bottom, to sleep with fishes. Air bubbles long gone and risen to the surface along with your fears. The end was near the end is hear. But as odd as it is I can breath.
i was sinking into quicksand slowly. it was terrifying. I started to see my life flash before my eyes, and was struck with profound sadness. Or sand-ness, rather. I had regrets of what I hadn’t got to do yet. However, this is a pretty badass way to die. I love my life
the ship is sinking and the bloody first mate is running about and yelling help help we are sinking and sinking is not a good thing…..n then the bloody 2nd mate is out there yelling back please stick yourself in in order to not to stop the ship from sinking.
I tried to save you. For myself, you, your family, and most of all because i am tried of sitting by and watching the world fall apart. i know i am taking part my own demise, but i insisted that you have a chance. a chance so shake the demons loose from your soul. to let your wounds take a step towards healing. you almost dug yourself so deep that i thought only an angel could save you.
Sinking.. falling.. drowning. Water. I’m thirsty. There’s a cup beside me. Maybe I should fill it up. With some water. …..Sinking, sinking. Sinking sinking sinking. Down down down.. Falling. Uhhhhhhhhh…… This has been a thebiscuitbutt production. About sinking. …..Sink. Running water. Hot Water. Cold water. ….Yeah.
peace for the world. no more wars, no more hunger, just love for each other. we should all learn about respect before we rulled out.
I feel like I’m sinking. I can’t help the way I feel about him. And I find myself falling deeper and deeper for him. And I know it’s bad. But I can’t pull myself back up. And the worst part is that I don’t want to. I really don’t want to. I just want to keep falling.
SPLASHHHHHHHHHHHHHH………….