Crash, recede, crash, recede.
Calm waters were never meant for me.
Drag me under, I cannot breathe.
Find the surface, gasp and plead.
Pull me under again,
these livid waters are a fatal friend.
But the struggle to stay afloat
is the only life that I know.
The ocean doesn't care about the oxygen I need
Pull me under one last time
too tired to bother, I'll never win.
My efforts in vain, I am set free.
Drowning is bliss,
savior from struggle and it's misery.
Salt water tastes so bitter sweet.
One last gasp and I am lost
in the great, blue deep.