The Sea In Me

The ordinary calm within my chest has become a rolling, boiling mess. The once quiet waves, no longer to be lulled, break endlessly within my rib cage. Without means of release, this mess of sea and foam crashes down upon itself, building and perpetuating the raging, salt-tinged storm, as it comes ever nearer to swallowing my sorrowful heart.

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