Poor me a cup
Of my own disaster.
I'll choke on it,
Yet I'll drink faster.
I'm trying to gasp for air
as my lungs fill
And you're there standing
With a blank stare.

Why won't you help me?
Do you like me at your feet?
The vulnerability
Glistening in my eyes
Is all you ever loved to see
As I'm drowning on the floor,
Or should I say
The sea.