Drowning Sorrows Novels & Stories

The pain intensifies, spreading through her like a vicious tide, dragging her deeper into the abyss of despair. Her heart, burdened by grief and the weight of this new loss, sinks into the darkest depths of the ocean. The enormity of her mother's absence crashes over her, overwhelming her fragile spirit. The waves of sorrow threaten to engulf her, leaving her feeling adrift and powerless against the tumultuous tide of emotions.

I recall the sweet times that I shared with Ariana, our sweet moments flooded my head as a tear silently sneaked out of my eye and missed with the water. I am drowning, drowning towards the depth of the water with Ariana still I couldn't do anything to save any of us. I am drowning in pain and grief. I am hopeless, defeated, and helpless as I feel my head spinning. Darkness is slowly clouding my head and surrounding me, I gave up. Enough of struggling as I felt damn tired to keep up with the vast ocean, the water kept swirling around and throwing me up and down.

but her soul is much more wounded. Soraia holds on to the long black skirt she wears as she moves forward with the dim light of the late afternoon sun at her back. She has decided to go her way alone. Her heart bleeds as well as the tears of pain that stream down her face and hit the ground with a thud that could shake an ocean. The cold wind and the drizzle whip her face, shake her hair, and cause the heavy eye makeup to drip down her cheeks. Soraia falls to her knees at the edge of a pond where white rose petals sail by and her icy hands drop like stones to the ground while happy images dance in her troubled mind.

“Just do not go out any further, please. Don’t risk your life when you are just getting to live it.” “Sapphire, before you go, earlier you said ‘drown’, what does this word mean?” “To drown is to be submerged in water until you breath it in and die or almost die. It’s also used to described being suffocated by something, usually unpleasant.” “Sapphire, was I drowning in the darkness till you came?” “Yes, Evangeline. I believe you were drowning in your own darkness, even though you did not know it yet.” Sapphire’s voice was now full of sadness again. “I must sleep now. Please consider hiding and sleeping as well, we will both need our strength for the journey ahead.”

She walked over and stood in front of me. She looked down at me from above. "You know what? He stays with me every night now." "He says he worries about me more than he worries about you." The next day, she fell into the water. Right in front of me. She walked to the edge of the small ornamental pond in the courtyard, turned and looked at me for a moment. Then her foot slipped and she went in. "Help, help me, why did you push me—" She thrashed in the water, her voice shrill and anguished.

I wished someone, anyone, would just look down and see another daughter bleeding out, waiting to be saved. The medical team rushed straight to Chloe, carefully dressing the cuts on her arm. No one noticed me dying in the corner. "A sensory episode is a critical emergency…" The voice faded. Then... nothing. I felt strangely light. Something was leaving my body. The pain was gone. I was floating in the air. I looked down and saw my body. The nineteen-year-old girl lay in a pool of her own blood, her face pale, with dried blood on her lips. Her fingers were broken, her nails caked with blood.

Although she's got a feeling that she's not going to like whatever answer he has, she needs to know. "The river of sorrows," he answered. "Is that metaphorical or...?" Hades was silent for a moment and she could have sworn an emotion passed his face but before she could discern what it was, it was already gone. "It consists of dead dreams, failures, disappointments, regret, and sorrow. When people die, they bring those with them. And it flows right here, somewhat sustaining this place. They're the ones making this river its color." "That's...incredibly sad."

A feeling of resurfacing on the water after being drowned under. Gadianton looked at the Queen with much joy written on his face as he was cradled by his wife who ran to him at first glance of his own tears. Alminah remembered their fights in the forest. Before she was claimed by death, she said the words with much indignation. "In life and death thou wilt suffer the pain of heartsickness. Nothing and no one in this world wilt have the delight of your heart. No riches can make you even give half joy. Thine heart will have to suffer the pain of hollowness. Knowing no joy but emptiness, hopelessness, loneliness. They will follow thee everywhere. Everywhere."

she thought inwardly and sobs harder. Flashback of memories of Drake and herself filled her mind. "I just want to die with you Drake, I can't live without you. I need you in my life, I don't think I can go on without you here with me" her sobs emerges much louder. "How I...wish... I could..see...my... parents face... again before....I die" she choked out on her own words tiredly and bows her head low with her hands on her head.

She was drunk, undeniably drunk, but it was a state of intoxication that she had sought out, a deliberate attempt to drown her sorrows. Florence was still grappling with the emotional pain of her family’s death anniversary while worrying about the debts needed to be paid and of course the offer. The loss of her loved ones was a heavy burden to bear, and the grief was still raw and painful but she had so much on her plate that she just wanted to stop and not move.