And to dive into the ocean would be less exhilarating
Exhale with no chance of inhaling
Far below the surface, I cannot see
what lies ahead of me, what lurks beneath
Thrashing and flailing and pining for air
Searching for safety--alas, it's not there
Hopelessness conquers the will to be free
Open my lungs and concede to the sea...
of the fear of entering a relationship--the death of the individual as one enters a partnership.