flooded

You know how in the movies when something big is about to crash massively, like a tsunami on a house. they slow mo it right before it hits and then put it in real-time just to hear the bang of the waves hitting the walls and breaking them down? Well that’s how it hit me. It hit me hard. The flood of emotions smacked my small poor heart and now it’s drowning me in the water , I’m trying to breathe. Help me , it’s so hard to breathe. My insides- the village trying to put it together ; some sense, some way to stay a float. But I’m just barley poking my head up the tallest part of my little house. It’s only me. I’m the only one drowning. No one is here, slaving away my same routine to get where? And if I stop padding my hands and feet won’t I sink? How miserable. I’m the only one drowning. No recognizable face in sight , who knows my name here? I’m mean... who really knows my name here. When did the wind chill get so cold, when did my lips start turning purple from the cold water filling my lungs? I can barley move my hands to try and bucket the water out. I’m tired. Please help me ... I’m drowning.