Drowned World

I'm falling deeper and deeper into the dark. My arms reach out for something substantial to grab, but in my world there is nothing. This constant spinning in my head, this unsettling overwhelming feeling surrounding my entire being, my soul. What is it? Dread? Life? The dread of life? Living, breathing air, pulsating body. That thumping, thumping, thump in my chest, is that life? No it's mechanical, it's chemical, it's science. I am slipping, I feel it. I go through these bouts of banality, these normal, ordinary days that fly by without a thought, a real thought. I don't know what I am looking for, but it's not here. I feel like I am being pulled in a direction that I've never heard of before, that I've never seen before. I don't know how long I can do this, how long before I drown.