Drown Another Day

There’s love on the shore,
Soft sands of time keep it ever so out of reach,
Where will the tide leave the unturned stones?
How come trading water feels like drowning?
Why are there so many waves, higher and higher they climb,
The shore is so close, the current so strong…
I give up…
Here I shall drown,
Slipping lower and lower below the surface,
I can still see the sun,
Glistening above,
Losing the breathe and I sink deeper,
Approaching the sublime,
Plucked from the deep,
She resesutates me, she fucking hates me,
Lost again to drown another day…

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