Water Weight
If I knew what drowning felt like, I might say I was
If I could find myself, I would start looking
If I could become water, maybe I wouldn’t drown
The weight does feel like endless fluid
Crashing down on my fragile neck
Snapping my spine when I should have been strongest
I see my worries as air
Taking form in orbs of liquid
As I breathe, they surround me
If I could break the orbs, I’d have two options
If I swing at them, I could be on the surface
If I swung with a heavy arm, I’d be falling deeper
I think I’m crying but who can tell
I’m swimming in tears numbered with the stars
I should feel weightless floating in this deep blue
I hear nothing but muted mumbles
Under the water you can see everything
But nothing is clear enough to understand
If I could let go, I’d release
If I could give up, I’d surrender
If I could lose, I’d stop trying
I taste my own blood
Not the first time I’ve known the flavor
Unsure if I made myself bleed or if I had help
Fins on shapes swirl around my body
Their eyes stare and see but nothing more
I’m being used to pass the time
If I could scream, you wouldn’t hear
If I could run, it wouldn’t be fast enough
If I could escape, I’d be brought right back
I suppose that’s the thing with drowning
It only looks peaceful
Until you’re looking up from under the water
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