Drowning with each breath of an internalised exhale.
A glimpse of myself, of who I might be and I disappear.
The reflection is obscured, I see me, and yet I can't feel me.
A palimpsest of stories - mine, theirs, yours.
Fragments momentarily revealed; opening, closing, sinking me ever deeper.
I want not to escape.
I am a seeker - lost in existence, searching to exist.
