I look at my eyes
and I don't see anything in them
they're just dead
the little girl sparkle is extinguished
the flame of hope is tired
and the brightness is done caring
my eyes are dead
and they reflect my heart

I feel like I'm drowning
like my lungs are pulling, desperate for air
but all they find is a substance suffocating
I can't see the surface
I'm too far gone
I stopped kicking a long time ago
everybody blurs with the water
but they are swimming
they don't notice I've been sinking
and that my last bubble of air
has escaped my lips
in the form of a cry for help

opening my window
sitting on the roof
with my knees tucked to my chin
staring into the night
drops of rain falling all around me
the breeze reminding me
that I do feel
the croak of frogs down in the pond
chirp of crickets
stars hidden beneath a blanket of clouds
the pattern of the rain matches
the drops of my tears
people care
and this night is too pure
to be sad