Its an ocean, stormy and dark. Waves crashing over me, the current drowning me.
Its the worlds weight on my shoulders getting heavier and heavier, till I finally collapse.
Its rocks being thrown, each one hitting my face, making a new cut to bleed.
Its water thats drying my throat, making it scratchy and weak, making me unable to speak.
Its a dying light, the wind blowing it out, while 2 other mouths blow at it to.
Its a mountain I have to climb, that no one knows I have to, its a secret, will you keep it?