As the water surrounds me    
I feel as though it could devour me
I'm slowly slipping out of touch,
          Out of mind
Not that I will be missed. It’s such a waste of time
As I try to find
the pieces of me heart left behind
By the fine line that I'll never find.
I see my body floating to the bottom
I still can't find what the problem
Is but I can tell how my face looks so solemn
And the season will soon be autumn
Maybe this autumn I can blossom
But sadly as I look it's too late for I am rotting
So I'll slip from reality and sit at the bottom
and maybe there I will find the problem
For it lies deep in the ocean way
            Way down at the bottom