Displacement in the Fleeting Years

I came to the sea of loneliness and immersed myself in emptiness, As I floated and floated on the sea, I realized that the world at sea was different from mine. So I let myself sink and spit out pale and feeble bubbles, Breathing turbid and sparse oxygen. Empty, the loneliness wraps around me like water plants, so weak and painful... Looking at the same kind of people with different postures around me, I feel more and more lonely. They dance in groups in the colorful underwater world, so happy, joyful and calm, but I can only hesitate or stagger forward among the water plants. I am a fish lost in the torrent...