Deep sea dream

Jacky        呂文揚(yáng)         220110118

In the cold night, the roadside lights emitted a cold and bright light. The surrounding trees were painted in black silhouettes, the blades rubbing against each other under the draught as if they were whispering. Anna walked along the path that led to the vast sea. Gradually, smelling the salty sea breeze, she slowly stepped on the wet gravel... Step by step, firmly toward the blue abyss.

She struggled, feeling the oppression of the deep, the silence, the darkness. Helplessness and fear surrounded her, and the whole world was alienated from her. The raging sea gnawed at her body, cold slapping her cheeks, pouring into her nasal cavity, her heart slowly stopped beating, and in an instant, time stood still, floating away in the isolated space once more. It was the same feeling she had when she was depressed, wanting to drown herself in the ocean. But the soul keeps floating on this suffocating blue. No destination, just constant wandering.

When you are really in the dark, you can't help but want to touch the sun with your hands and breathe the fresh air with greed. Forget the persistent anorexia and long-term insomnia sting. In this world of extreme stress, with no sunlight and no air, life is extremely precious. Underwater volcanoes, coral reefs, and earthquakes all pose a threat to life. But there are also different forms of life, underwater volcanoes attract a lot of unique creatures, all kinds of bacteria, deep-sea insects, giant fish...She also saw people like her: they; for various reasons, were also unable to integrate into the reality of society. They found resonance in this darkness. They shared each other's stories and experiences, supported, and encouraged each other. This is where they understood and accepted each other. Gradually, their inner pain was healed, and the dark city became a beautiful harbor.

Suddenly, sanity climbed on the shore, the soul seemed to be wandering, feebly, weakly moved a finger.

"Hello, I am back again" she said to the threatening but also beloved world.

A cactus is a flower, and someone will hold you in their hands.

Hope everyone can provide more warmth and help to the depressed.

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