They say it doesn't take long to drown.
Yet I've been silently drowning for a while now.
I can't breathe,
I can't come up for air,
No matter how hard I try.
I just can't stop myself from drowning.

I feel myself,
Going lower and lower,
Becoming colder and colder,
Each passing minute.
Yet no one is helping me.

I'm in the deep end now.
I want to yell,
And scream until my throat is raw,
But no noise will come out.
No matter how hard I try.

They say it doesn't take long to drown.
Yet I've been silently drowning for years.
It must only be a matter of minutes now.

First you slurp water,

and from inside, it slurps you:


isn't that called drowning?

I have to forget.

That's all I can do
if I want to be anything
like I used to.

When I was whole,
when my heart was in one piece.

A few months before
your careless love destroyed me.

They're all just so sad and broken in their own ways
     And they have flocked to each other because together,
              The suffering feels smaller
                   Not so big
                       Not so daunting
                             And to them,
                                     I'm the deep pool
                                           where they can pour their pain into
                                                And never have to think of the possibility
                                                  Of
                                               a
                                     flood
                                   And
                         I
                 Am
Drowning

An unconscious self sabotage
The reprimanding echo
A bed of invisible nails

Without the smallest clue
What was this discomfort of?

Exhaustion, a cage without doors.
Menial tasks turned impossible
Stumbling around all dazed

Dressed to the ninth in neglect
I keep forgetting to live.