{"id":785,"date":"2016-02-27T12:39:41","date_gmt":"2016-02-27T01:39:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thetravellerslastjourney.com\/shai\/sadness"},"modified":"2018-12-06T20:41:51","modified_gmt":"2018-12-06T20:41:51","slug":"sadness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thetravellerslastjourney.com\/shai\/2016\/02\/27\/sadness\/","title":{"rendered":"Sadness"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Weak and vulnerable.<\/p>\n<p>Rivers flowing behind the eyes, and in the chest a sea. And the sea is never full.<\/p>\n<p>An undulating surface. Depths and darkness and suffocating enclosure.<\/p>\n<p>A place that expands from the inside out, with walls that never move.<\/p>\n<p>Desperation and pity and\u00a0collapsed possibilities.<\/p>\n<p>A flimsy coil of smoke rising from its own darkness, reaching and grasping.<\/p>\n<p>An abyss reflecting itself, and regretting the inevitability of the gravity it sheers between itself.<\/p>\n<p>Sparks of hope glittering. Sparks forever encapsulated and drowned by the relentless fuel of waters so tired of time.<\/p>\n<p>Moonlight shadows of prison bars strong as iron, in the form of an atmosphere, in the form of an ocean.<\/p>\n<p>Pits displaying perpetual, discursive\u00a0tumbling routes to nowhere.<\/p>\n<p>A flooded room shrinks awareness into the small space between crashing waves that choke, and a callous ceiling that traps.<\/p>\n<p>Falling rain, a silent torrent of quicksilver that pours from an aperture of regret and what is.<\/p>\n<p>Nowhere to go and nowhere to breathe.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/travelleristhejourney.files.wordpress.com\/2016\/02\/drowning_1280x960.jpg\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-441\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-441 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/travelleristhejourney.files.wordpress.com\/2016\/02\/drowning_1280x960.jpg?w=300&#038;resize=300%2C225\" alt=\"Drowning_1280x960\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Weak and vulnerable. Rivers flowing behind the eyes, and in the chest a sea. And the sea is never full. An undulating surface. Depths and darkness and suffocating enclosure. A place that expands from the inside out, with walls that never move. Desperation and pity and\u00a0collapsed possibilities. 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