finding myself too often, trapped in your shallow waters
stuck searching for your heart, like an otter to an urchin
yet I've never been able to crack you open, no matter where I'd start

it's always been falling apart, a divergent boundary over an open ocean
even when my emotion ceases, it only ever lasts a moment
swallowing my pride and emptying my tears, the only thing still working

tears lurking into pools of wishful thinking, even with its own flood tide
yet there is only one way to cope, drinking and trying to stop sinking
maybe one day if I ever gain hope, I'll escape the abyssal zone

but I don't want to swim anymore.