The World is an Ocean

The world is an ocean, and it's slowly drowning me. I'm sinking further and further into the deep, dark water. I'm suffocating. Soon I'll be nothing but a rotting corpse at the bottom of this ocean we call life. Left to decompose and be forgotten. The fish will slowly eat away at my flesh, all the way down to the bone. My bones will be ravaged by scavengers, subject to the harsh currents, until they are nothing but dust. The world is an ocean. There are many fish, but I feel so alone. I'm surrounded by an abyss of pitch black nothingness. It's swallowing me. It overwhelms my senses. I can't see. I can't smell. I can't taste. I can't hear. I can't feel. My voice won't work. I want to call out, but my words are stuck in my throat. I feel like I'm going to explode.