has it finally happened?
that day when I am finally cast off
thrown out in the water to either swim or drown?
I think not, or if it has,
I hope they realize that I’ll drown
Not only because of these weakening occurrences,
but also because I don’t believe I can
I need to hurry up and learn
that if I just don’t tell anything
I won’t get hurt. And neither will
anyone else. For they wouldn’t know
It will look like I’m trying to swim
while I really go under.
Eventually I’ll be gone and no one
will know what happened.
And it won’t be anyone’s fault but my own
I won’t yell for help anymore
Since it’s futile and too much trouble
to try to get me, I’m wasting my breath.
I should save it for the trip to the bottom.
Maybe then I’ll find that peace I so desperately seek.
And they won’t have to worry about me anymore.