I Am The Undertow
So this is what it feels like? to be the current under the surface? pulling and tugging and dragging you down? your words show no remorse as they whisper their goodbyes but neither does your hand seem to let go. To wish things would have ended differently would be no better, just another wasted ounce of strength. Our journey ahead is long and ardous and I’ve no energy to waste. Remember this though, I am what you cannot escape. Sooner or later I’ll drag you back down and all of our words will be once again meaningless. - The Charlatan
