I think I drowned today,
Swallowing water in my bed
As all the fish and trash and things,
Floated around my head
I saw the morning sun
Reaching through the sea,
Its light dulled by the leagues
Of water over me
The crushing depth of ocean,
Held me where I lie
And the quiet thump of waves
Told me of the beach and sky
It was then that I remembered
I knew how to swim
I flailed my legs, and reached my arms
Getting aches in all my limbs
But within a couple seconds
I saw with disbelief
I only sunk down further
Towards that rocky reef
And all the people, I used to think
Would pull me out of that deadly sink
Were nowhere to be found
But I knew in my deepest mind
I cut apart the rope that binds
My life to those, that stood on ground
A swordfish swam around my body
And stabbed me through the heart,
My lungs filled with blood and salt
My screams tore my chest apart
The folks in boats above me
Couldn’t hear me cry
The bubbles of my struggle
Breached the surface with a sigh
They say it doesn’t matter
If it’s six or sixty feet,
But had you been with me today
You’d likely disagree
Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 6:47 PM UTC
I think I drowned today,
Swallowing water in my bed
As all the fish and trash and things,
Floated around my head
I saw the morning sun
Reaching through the sea,
Its light dulled by the leagues
Of water over me
The crushing depth of ocean,
Held me where I lie
And the quiet thump of waves
Told me of the beach and sky
It was then that I remembered
I knew how to swim
I flailed my legs, and reached my arms
Getting aches in all my limbs
But within a couple seconds
I saw with disbelief
I only sunk down further
Towards that rocky reef
And all the people, I used to think
Would pull me out of that deadly sink
Were nowhere to be found
But I knew in my deepest mind
I cut apart the rope that binds
My life to those, that stood on ground
A swordfish swam around my body
And stabbed me through the heart,
My lungs filled with blood and salt
My screams tore my chest apart
The folks in boats above me
Couldn’t hear me cry
The bubbles of my struggle
Breached the surface with a sigh
They say it doesn’t matter
If it’s six or sixty feet,
But had you been with me today
You’d likely disagree