28,231 feet

I trace the path of the titanic on your back

But I hit an iceberg four days in.

I sink for two drawn-out hours.

As the night comes to an end

I cling to you as tight as possible.

But you break me and I snap.

Within two minutes

I am completely submerged.

You are so cold.

I drown.

You feel nothing.

I feel everything

Until the blood stops flowing.

My cold body begins to drift.

I sink, weightless, to the bottom.

Make some room on the damn floor.

I wait to be found.

I wait, but not even archeologists

Can dig deep enough to reach

The depths at which you've put me.