Descent
Random drabbles, heartfelt rambles, and the occasional splash of chaos from a teen with too many thoughts and not enough time.
Sometimes, falling asleep feels like tumbling down a tall, hollow building—the only light streaming in through tiny rows of windows at each floor that flash by you.
And each flash of light is accompanied by a thudding boom that hollows your bones, a sound that grows louder and has fewer intervals of pause in between, the further you descend that skeleton structure.