Take me, take me.
The words are a whisper on my lips.
Knee-deep in the water, I continue
moving forward, rocking back as the water
crashes into my hips.
Drown me, drown me.
Seaweed wraps around my ankles.
Fish swirl around my waist.
The salt is now caking me.
I let it soak into my skin as the water
strokes my cheek.
I'm being lulled to sleep;
foam at my lips.
This is the best feeling in the world.
Can an ocean hear a lie?
Blood bubbles up around me
as the words pour from my soul,
and I pray the sharks don't smell it.
Water fills my lungs as I begin
to sink into the darkness.
I hit the bottom, sand
swallowing me up and shells
digging into my skin.
I close my eyes.
I wanted it.