the bridge

This pain should be water under a bridge,
But this flood runs over my back.
So now I’m drowning in this endless river,
Forcing myself to hold it all in,
Cuz if I scream, then I consume this fluid until I choke out,
And if I cry, then I only add commotion to this chaos.

I’m drowning,
And I can’t remember if I was pushed in, tripped, or jumped,
I’m in too deep and pressure is too thick to think,
I can’t even think of where my direction is.
I’m convinced that the shore is dissolving,
And that no one will find me. ..

I’m dying,
But I pray I get another “I love you” before I run out of air


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