LONELINESS — PALETTE KNIFE Oil Painting On Canvas By Leonid Afremov – Size 24″x20″(60cm x 50cm)

Shooting through the sky as the gravity pulls me to the earth, my body is thrusted into the deep blue waves. The brutal impact shattered the bones in my back with strikes of crimson red as I sunk deeper; the lacerations from the water gushing as I struggled to realize the bitterness of my surroundings. The first instinct is the survival. I use my strength to propel myself upwards to the surface through the chaos that binds my body down with the pressure of a magnetic force. The air is humid with bursts of cold wind against my cheeks. The salt, while being submerged within a place of incredible coldness, is burning my skin with its acidity. My thoughts, now, begin to escape me. It’s all hysterical delusions.

All around me is the seafoam green and the terrible blue, a color I used to look back upon with fondness, but now with anger. I am screaming with an uncontrollable sensation that rips the corners of my lips wide, eyes shut as my limbs collapse giving out slowly and painfully. My toes are frozen and feelingless from the hypothermia. The shocks are lightning daggers drilling into me even here in this frigid water. It grows throughout my legs like vines wrapping around my knees, dragging me into the undertow. All I feel is emptiness.  

I am being carried under. There is nothing to grasp upon except for the fleeting light and air that escapes my lungs which every moment of sheer panic. The blue turns to black and so does the world. I am nothing.