Make no mistake, you reveal yourself at the bottom. It's dark and cold, your pale with black hair, And **** yellow eyes.
You float, in your prison. Void of breath, and golden rays. Bringing life, and color.
You’ve hit bottom.
Below this, you feel helpless. As a trapped animal waiting to die.
The weight I carry, was all for you. Now you left me, at sea. I’ve drowned, months ago.
In 2018, I hit bottom.
Below this… Glass like, motivation shatters. Further you fall, into darkness. Your voice, no longer ripples. Let it take you.
How much further?
With struggle, I can’t sink like a stone. There are souls, who need me. Your hand pulls, me down, it's heavy. I kick you, I punch you, I struggle, to let you go. Your grip is, loose and careless. Like the past three years.