I want to drown myself.
And sometimes, I actually do.

I take all of the people around me, the ones I do and do not know,

and let them suffocate me.

Fill my lungs
with their scent
until there is no more
room for air.

My ears are submerged in meaningless
promises, hope
and laughter. I lose myself,

in the false identities
of those who move
and breathe
and live near me.

Who have lives and
dreams and

secrets.
I take all of those things

in,

I bury them beneath

my skin

               and I sink
               with them.

I sink with all of them. But I hold my head above water so well.