She's tired. Not the kind where you can just take a nap and by the time you wake up your body is energized and ready to seize the day, but the kind that destroys your mind and consumes your thoughts. All of this weight she carries on her shoulders, this burden, has finally taken a toll on her. That smile that used to shine so bright, that genuine smile, eyes squinting and teeth peering through her lips like a game of peek a boo, no longer exists. Her feelings do not surface because there is no surface for them to reach. Its like shes stranded in the middle of the ocean, gasping and pleading for life, trying to fight the current but it just drags her in. The water surrounding her like a blanket, giving her false security. But she's just so tired, too tired to fight it, so she just embraces it. She allows it to kill her ever so softly because it's easier to make sense of things when they move slower. Even if it destroys every piece of sanity that she has left.