I feel as though I’m sinking through to all of the places my mind doesn’t want me to go. deeper and deeper like there is no turning back. I try to escape and climb back up but one thought leads to the next and the sinking feeling just continues.
i have this sinking feeling, i just dont know what to do. my fears all revolve around it and i dont want to fall in the water again. i just have to keep struggling until you pull me out of the water again and save me from my own mistakes that pulled me under. my life is tough but i know youre there.
sinking is a feeling, sinking is a motion, sinking hurts us in so many ways. but its universal. and only you can pick yourself up. don’t give up and hope for something better. just keep striving, and never keep diving. you create your destiny… up, up up.
down below there is a hole & in that hole there is one even deeper & you begin to grasp at the sides of the one in which you are currently sinking but it is slick with the finest oils & your arms are tiring & your legs are losing their strength.
My love is sinking to the depths of the sea, no so fast as the ones like before.
Suspended, in all its glory and pain.
You gave me that simple kiss,
None of this, is,
actually happening.
Not even this day, night and morning.
My love is sinking with your death, tied to stones on feet.
I had trouble trying to find the exit as I kept sinking towards my destination. This was not how I pictured the ending to be, keep pressuring yourself to discover your passion and live again. Sinking towards the troubling dreams.
I feel like I’m always sinking.I can never come to the surface to breathe, stuck at the bottom. The bottom of the ocean. The food chain. My family. Forever sinking, but somehow…Somehow I stay alive. But just barely. Sinking until forever. Invisible weight pulling sometimes. Sometimes, I know the object, more often then not I don’t. I can’t help but wonder why I have to be the one sinking. And why nobody bothers to save me. Some people pull me up, only to tie another weight on my foot to make me go down further…
You can’t put two hundred tonnes on the water. Those were the words Jason spoke with so much vigour. The Captain ignored his protests and champagne struck the side of the boat. The ship slid in and did not stop until it had finished sinking.
it is easy to sink in to what is everyday living, the endlessness of the to do lists, and not be able to surface, not think for a very long time. I try to get a footing, to reach above water’s level, but it usually gets me down and i keep struggling, constantly thinking i will get there eventually.
sinking deeper into an abyss is a feeling that i regret ; i created the monster of which it became . it only made sense that i should suffer under its wrath . only now did i regret the concept of a beast .
I felt the ground sink. Grass as smooth as water, dripping as the world broke apart. Earthquakes. My one fear, and the one thing that occurs most in the region in which I reside.
I feel like I’m sinking lower and lower into loneliness. Everyday I get closer to the bottom but I never reach it. I fall deeper and deeper, gasping for air. Nothing but space, nothing but loneliness.
sinking down in a pit of sand with the sun in the sky beating down on my skin making it singe and turn bright red like hot fire that burns at the bottom of my soul and all my heart holds on to the wordss
why always sinking? sinking into love? sinking into despair? I know sinking into love sounds wrong, but when you are in a relationship that feels like you are stuck, you find that love and despair are one in the same. previous relationships have shown me this, and make me fear love…
I had this sinking feeling that I had done something wrong. I hated to think I had left him all alone but I also knew that I couldn’t stay. He was like a poison in my veins that I couldn’t escape.
It’s piling on top of me. No matter what I do, I continue to be stressed. I’ve been working my butt off. I’m sinking in summer homework because I procrastinated. Maybe I should stop writing on OneWord and get back to said homework…
falling deeper and deeper into a hole i’ll never get out of. i’m sinking, and i won’t be able to get up, and this stress will be on my shoulders forever. i can’t wait for the day i’ll be able to stand up and get out of this stress.
sinking into my couch, sinking into the sky, If I could sink forever I dont think Id die. I wish that every time I thought I was getting ahead in life I didnt get this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach
into a boat then falling through that boat. sinking beneath the water under the world and to the core. feeling the cold icy feeling that jack felt before he died in roses hands because shes a dumb bitch that doesnt like sharing space on a goddamn picture frame. sinking, like a rock in the river.
I am sinking. My muscles and bones are frail and weak compared to the strength of the waves around me. I am so small compared to this monster consuming me.
Sink or swim?
To be or not to be: that is the question; whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them?
there was a little girl standing by the shore. she watched far as her eyes could see. she didn’t see much, but she know that somebody was in trouble. sea was foggy and cold. wind stud still as the blind girl heard ship sinking.
falling. cold throat gasping for air. hurling limbs and tangled wet clothes cling around a helpless body reaching towards the moon light showing through the blue crushing waves.
down you go. beneath the waves. deep into the depth of your soul. where you feel everything and nothing. alive yet numb. it’s a bottomless pit this depression. how deep can you go before the pressure bursts you from within? wait, i see a buoy
the sinking ship went down in a burst of flames. which is ironic because it’s in water, and water puts out fire, so why is it burning. oh because it’s above the water the parts that are burning. duh! Oh ok. So the burning ship was sinking and people dying and titanic and shit. Oh my! it was horrible!
sinking
flailing
falling
or sailing
we’re breathing
misleading
and heavy hearts just sigh
i can’t hear
no i won’t hear
what we came for
no you won’t dear
can you listen
cant you see
that i’m nothing behind this sea
of flowers and thoughts
just a terrible thing to be
Down…Down..Down. I didn’t know why and I didn’t know how to get back out. It would soon engulf my every feeling, starting at my feet then my ankles all the way up to my shoulders, I see my last ray of sunshine and my head disappears. Gone. Down.. Down.. Down…
I feel like everything is becoming too much. I feel like the weight of everything is taking over and I cant get away from any of it. Everything just keeps building on top of everything else and its all too much. I cant handle it anymore. I need it to stop. now.
i cant get out of this hole i am sinking lower and lower deeper and deeper and never going to get back out again i am going into something i cant fix i cant unsink myself out of this one its slow and progressive not now later but not too far away its coming here and i dont have time to stop it
can we find another word instead of sinking. I feel like I just keep sinking over and over again. When I see the word sinking I feel the word failing. which is what my grades are. They’re failing. I am below average. Did I mention my boyfriend cheated on me? that’s a failing relationship. But I’m gonna marry him. That lucky bastard.
I feel as though I’m sinking through to all of the places my mind doesn’t want me to go. deeper and deeper like there is no turning back. I try to escape and climb back up but one thought leads to the next and the sinking feeling just continues.
i have this sinking feeling, i just dont know what to do. my fears all revolve around it and i dont want to fall in the water again. i just have to keep struggling until you pull me out of the water again and save me from my own mistakes that pulled me under. my life is tough but i know youre there.
And when i hit the abyss
evertime i’d tried to miss
sinking faster falling free
i became who i wanted to be
sinking is a feeling, sinking is a motion, sinking hurts us in so many ways. but its universal. and only you can pick yourself up. don’t give up and hope for something better. just keep striving, and never keep diving. you create your destiny… up, up up.
down below there is a hole & in that hole there is one even deeper & you begin to grasp at the sides of the one in which you are currently sinking but it is slick with the finest oils & your arms are tiring & your legs are losing their strength.
My love is sinking to the depths of the sea, no so fast as the ones like before.
Suspended, in all its glory and pain.
You gave me that simple kiss,
None of this, is,
actually happening.
Not even this day, night and morning.
My love is sinking with your death, tied to stones on feet.
I had trouble trying to find the exit as I kept sinking towards my destination. This was not how I pictured the ending to be, keep pressuring yourself to discover your passion and live again. Sinking towards the troubling dreams.
I feel like I’m always sinking.I can never come to the surface to breathe, stuck at the bottom. The bottom of the ocean. The food chain. My family. Forever sinking, but somehow…Somehow I stay alive. But just barely. Sinking until forever. Invisible weight pulling sometimes. Sometimes, I know the object, more often then not I don’t. I can’t help but wonder why I have to be the one sinking. And why nobody bothers to save me. Some people pull me up, only to tie another weight on my foot to make me go down further…
You can’t put two hundred tonnes on the water. Those were the words Jason spoke with so much vigour. The Captain ignored his protests and champagne struck the side of the boat. The ship slid in and did not stop until it had finished sinking.
it is easy to sink in to what is everyday living, the endlessness of the to do lists, and not be able to surface, not think for a very long time. I try to get a footing, to reach above water’s level, but it usually gets me down and i keep struggling, constantly thinking i will get there eventually.
sinking
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siking
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sinking deeper into an abyss is a feeling that i regret ; i created the monster of which it became . it only made sense that i should suffer under its wrath . only now did i regret the concept of a beast .
I felt the ground sink. Grass as smooth as water, dripping as the world broke apart. Earthquakes. My one fear, and the one thing that occurs most in the region in which I reside.
How lucky can a girl get?
I feel like I’m sinking lower and lower into loneliness. Everyday I get closer to the bottom but I never reach it. I fall deeper and deeper, gasping for air. Nothing but space, nothing but loneliness.
going beyond an un intended level.
Sinking cement cinder blocks
on Cinderella’s boney ankles
Black tea water steeping
Knife fights repeating.
sinking down in a pit of sand with the sun in the sky beating down on my skin making it singe and turn bright red like hot fire that burns at the bottom of my soul and all my heart holds on to the wordss
sinking sink sank sunk
a sentence – the person is sinking.
meaning : something like drown.
why always sinking? sinking into love? sinking into despair? I know sinking into love sounds wrong, but when you are in a relationship that feels like you are stuck, you find that love and despair are one in the same. previous relationships have shown me this, and make me fear love…
I had this sinking feeling that I had done something wrong. I hated to think I had left him all alone but I also knew that I couldn’t stay. He was like a poison in my veins that I couldn’t escape.
It’s piling on top of me. No matter what I do, I continue to be stressed. I’ve been working my butt off. I’m sinking in summer homework because I procrastinated. Maybe I should stop writing on OneWord and get back to said homework…
Sinking but gaining buoyancy, rhythm, motivation and activation towards the common goal. I will be buoyant again.
falling deeper and deeper into a hole i’ll never get out of. i’m sinking, and i won’t be able to get up, and this stress will be on my shoulders forever. i can’t wait for the day i’ll be able to stand up and get out of this stress.
I was sinking and tumbling down the hole of dwelling, but now i see, i am actually fine. It never hurt as much as i thought it would.
Since Tamzyn got the message that the boat George was on was sinking, she has been worried. She hasn’t heard a thing, not even on the news.
“I must hear from him soon,” she said thoughtfully
sinking into my couch, sinking into the sky, If I could sink forever I dont think Id die. I wish that every time I thought I was getting ahead in life I didnt get this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach
into a boat then falling through that boat. sinking beneath the water under the world and to the core. feeling the cold icy feeling that jack felt before he died in roses hands because shes a dumb bitch that doesnt like sharing space on a goddamn picture frame. sinking, like a rock in the river.
I don’t want to go there an to sink into a black mud. Why? I don’t know, but I am sure I don’t.
I can tell you at another time.
I am sinking. My muscles and bones are frail and weak compared to the strength of the waves around me. I am so small compared to this monster consuming me.
Sink or swim?
To be or not to be: that is the question; whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them?
boats
rabbit
my mom
you
water
floating
mother
justin
youtube
justin
kinky
hope
there was a little girl standing by the shore. she watched far as her eyes could see. she didn’t see much, but she know that somebody was in trouble. sea was foggy and cold. wind stud still as the blind girl heard ship sinking.
falling. cold throat gasping for air. hurling limbs and tangled wet clothes cling around a helpless body reaching towards the moon light showing through the blue crushing waves.
down you go. beneath the waves. deep into the depth of your soul. where you feel everything and nothing. alive yet numb. it’s a bottomless pit this depression. how deep can you go before the pressure bursts you from within? wait, i see a buoy
the sinking ship went down in a burst of flames. which is ironic because it’s in water, and water puts out fire, so why is it burning. oh because it’s above the water the parts that are burning. duh! Oh ok. So the burning ship was sinking and people dying and titanic and shit. Oh my! it was horrible!
sinking
flailing
falling
or sailing
we’re breathing
misleading
and heavy hearts just sigh
i can’t hear
no i won’t hear
what we came for
no you won’t dear
can you listen
cant you see
that i’m nothing behind this sea
of flowers and thoughts
just a terrible thing to be
Down…Down..Down. I didn’t know why and I didn’t know how to get back out. It would soon engulf my every feeling, starting at my feet then my ankles all the way up to my shoulders, I see my last ray of sunshine and my head disappears. Gone. Down.. Down.. Down…
I feel like everything is becoming too much. I feel like the weight of everything is taking over and I cant get away from any of it. Everything just keeps building on top of everything else and its all too much. I cant handle it anymore. I need it to stop. now.
i cant get out of this hole i am sinking lower and lower deeper and deeper and never going to get back out again i am going into something i cant fix i cant unsink myself out of this one its slow and progressive not now later but not too far away its coming here and i dont have time to stop it
can we find another word instead of sinking. I feel like I just keep sinking over and over again. When I see the word sinking I feel the word failing. which is what my grades are. They’re failing. I am below average. Did I mention my boyfriend cheated on me? that’s a failing relationship. But I’m gonna marry him. That lucky bastard.