Sinking to the bottom,
An anchor tied around my ankle,
I find rest while drowning
In the Suicide Seas.

Beaches are lots of fun,
Until you realize you cannot
Go because your body,
Mind, and soul have been
Cut a million times.
Salt water burns people like me.

It’s days like this that I’ll think of you
Days with the kind of cold that bites your skin
And days with the kind of wind that knocks you off your feet
Much like how your words cut into me that night
And how the heartbreak stole the breath right from my lungs

It’s days like this that I’ll crave the warmth of your embrace
Days when I’m hungry for the taste of your lips

It’s days like this that make my bed feel especially empty
Leaving me to wonder whose arms you’ve wandered into for the night
Because I know it won’t be mine

My eyes open,
The sun filters in.
For a moment,
Just a moment,
I am warm;
I am at peace.
I am happy.
And then the day
Starts, and I wish
With all my heart
And soul that
I hadn't awoken
From my sleep.