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Drowning


Counting down the days

One by one they tick down

Looking at the clock

As the hours slowly pass

 

Thoughts of you cross my mind

Only briefly,

Before I'm snapped back to reality

 

The day slows and you creep back in

Clawing your way into my head

Nagging over and over to be acknowledged 

But it's not us is it, just you. Then me.

 

I see you when I can

But it's a quick exchange of words

Remembering the other days, before this

 

The days we were an us

Where it was you and I

But now I'm drowning

Going deeper and deepereach day

 

I haven't been able to reach the surface

Or take a breath of air

As I go down further

 

I await your hand to pull me out

Will it come?

Or will you reach and let go?

I wish I knew the answer

 

I am drowning

More as each day passes

Waiting for someone to pull me out

 

Will it ever happen?

Or will I just be left alone to fall harder than ever before?

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