The sea,
How pretty and blue,
what a sight beautiful just for you.

As the waves crash on to the shore,
what more is there to adore?

The waves slowly bring in the tide,
up to your feet.

The water feels so good at first
then leaves your feet cold.

You wade deeper and deeper
As comes in the high tide

Your thoughts...
The sea...
Slowly drowning you.

An anchore appears around your ankle.
Its slowly weighing you down.
You swim for it is just a lightweight.

Then another on your wrist.
The chain cuts into you.
Oh no what to do.

You swim as hard as you can.
But you can't escape it.

Your anxiety...
Your fear...
The weights...

You can never escape it.

I've spent a lot time hiding
Spent years fighting
My tears, my depression, all all relating to all these dark reasons.
I can't understand anymore feeling I'm floating so slow.
Mental chills and I'm laying down listening to my fail calls.
Voicemals all i hear.
Where has time gone?
When will I be happy again?
I'm in the wrong but in my defense not everything felt right.
Love is something I'm now passionate about.
I don't care what happens in my life.
At this point I'm almost ready to let life bring somewhere.
"Not dealling with this **** again"
So what my questions are the same.
I didn't get a answer again so my predictions and insecurities must be true.
Go ahead, I'm now a door mat.
But at least I can stay on ground.
No longer floating because I clipped on to a anchore.
I'm a cheat.
I'm a liar.
I'm a alcoholic.
Abuser.
What I'm now?
What am I tomorrow?
You know at this point i don't care.
I'm working on myself so **** the cute nicknames.