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Drowning


As I stood there, at the edge of the earth, my mind began racing, and I questioned my worth. As I stood there, at the edge of the land, my heart began pounding, I knew things were out of hand. I took a breath into my lungs and over the edge I sprung. and I gasped, and I screamed, and I splashed, and I was drowning And as I let the water surround me, I kept my eyes shut tight, Because soon I would be free. And as I let the ocean surround me, I lost my will to fight, because I belonged to the sea. I took a breath into my lungs and over the edge I sprung and I cried, and I yelled, and I died, and I was drowning As ice overtook my veins, I began to feel no pain. And even though I was drowning, for a moment I wasn't frowning. I took a breath into my lungs and over the edge I sprung And even though I was drowning I took a breath into my lungs and over the edge I sprung for a moment I wasn't frowning I took a breath into my lungs and over the edge I sprung and I gasped, and I screamed, and I splashed, and I was drowning and I cried, and I yelled, and I died, and I was drowning I was drowning I was drowning but for a moment I wasn't frowning I was drowning I was drowning and even though I was drowning for a moment I wasn't frowning
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