Say anything.

As long as I'm here I might as well ask,

"am I part of your future or just of your past?"

Cause we're stuck in this circle living like squares,

while the weight of this pain is too much to bear.

What's wrong with a little awkward silence?

Sentences and silly phrases;

things we can do without.

The silence tries to speak,

it says "shut your mouth!"

Keep me.

Keep me close enough to feel your air

breathe out and in—tall and thin—

embrace me dressed in only skin.

Brush the hair back from my face.

Dead of night—candlelight.

Lay me down on linens white.

Pounding hearts the only sound.

Ecstasy.

Hard to breathe.

Needing you,

needing me.

I think I knew it would end this way.

We're swimming in circles, you push me under.
Down I go,
sinking,
down,
down.
It's getting dark, cold,
HEAVY.

I can see you kicking at the surface.
Smaller, smaller.
Farther, farther.
Boom!
I hit the bottom.

Will you come down and save me?
No.
I sit, wait—Suffocate.