Drowning 12:07

My mind is a pool

DEEP. DARK.

Full of chemicals

to destroy my inner filth, but don’t

The chemicals just mask it for now

At midnight

12:07

I lay awake

Swimming through my thoughts

I try to understand what you’ve done

Swimming into my depression

You’ve dragged my heart so deep

Then I remember

I cannot swim

Not in waters of the devil

But by now it’s too late

For I am drowning

I feel your grip

Much stronger than mine

Holding me under

I’d save myself

And gasp for air

But what’s the point?