It feels like treading water to no end,
Constantly almost needing to gasp for air.
Not quite sure when the blackness will drag you down.
Down into its pits, and take over, take hold.
Grab you. Entangle you. Suffocate you.
An internal spluttering, spitting out the water which tries to fill your depths.
It all becomes so much harder. You can only half focus.
Half focus on the task in-hand and half focus on staying afloat.
It fels like you are made of plastic.
The sun melting the forced smile off your face.
You can feel it slipping.
You can feel yourself going under.
Grabbling for something.
Trying to stay afloat.