Drown
Suffocating in this ocean of noise.
Tried drying my eyes that are now puffy and moist.
Where was your love in my time of need?
Where were you when I couldn't sleep?
An oath from you abandoned carelessly.
A stab in the back from you that dug far too deep.
And all this time I have tried to forgive. But there still lied your steaming shiv.
Tell me, Should I have taken the chance to forgive?
Surely enough, I say, that maybe the clouds shroud my once clear vision.
But the storms you created showed your evident intention.
Now I live with the floods of your torrents.
At your mercy, pushed to the ground.
I'm at your mercy. Don't let me drown.
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