The anchor of agony pulls me down
I tried to struggle and get myself out
but when I do
the chains go tight
and the wounds form
and that, I cannot hide
my lungs close tighter
like your embrace would ever be
crushing my bones
and bruising my ribs.
as I try to breathe
it's your mouth that I see
white dots form
my eyes close tight
as I drown with my last thoughts.