Praying to almighty, powerful Gods
Begging for mercy,
Their strength, their magic to wash all over me
Change me.

Why am I like this.
Why was I born different?
Why do I feel like I am
Faking it,
Lying.
Trapped under a deep tidal wave
Refusing to gasp for oxygen
But I continue keeping myself under
For the oxygen refuses to enter my lungs,
For the fear that I will forever
embrace
the warmth of my own body
And fuse into the darkness of
The shattered,
The abused,
The sharp shards
of broken hearts,
Infinitely unable to mend again