Drowning And Shatter-Personal Narrative

I'm drowning and I've
Still got three thousand miles
To
Go...

I'm
Going deeper.
I don't know but
I've stopped caring.

(In all honesty, I've stopped swimming)
It's almost like
Something is dragging me down
But you're gone now, even deeper than me

You've fallen and I'm tumbling
But you're never something I could
Grasp onto.
It's been ages since we last took a breath,

Three thousand miles and headaches and shatters
But you're gone.
I've stopped
Swimming

You're screaming right above me,
Telling me to swim.
From your hands come dandelion tendrils,
They almost tell me to

Hold on.
Your fingers turn into pastels,
Shades of blue here but it's
Smudging.

I'm going deeper.
You're below me too, now
Smiling like I wanted to smile before