Soul suspended above, observing from a third-person perspective as my body, seemingly beyond my control, succumbs to external forces.
Drifting in the center of the ocean, enveloped by the undulating waves. Helpless and isolated, I floats with the ebb and flow. The once intact body now exhibits cracks, giving birth to peculiar growths.
Suppressed emotions have a tendency to retaliate. The tumultuous undercurrents within the soul inadvertently seep through the meticulously maintained shell. Ultimately, they invade the body, the mind, the very essence of one's being.