Drown Her

Sinking, sinking, drowning.
Drowning in her thoughts.
Thoughts of desperation.
Desperate for love.
Love escapes her grasp.
Grasping for answers.
Answers never seem to come.
Coming home to an empty house.
House is not a home.
Home isn't where the heart is.
Is there a place for her heart?
Heartbreak over and over.
Overwhelmed by her self-hatred.
Hate the way she feels.
Feeling broken.
Broken words gasping for air.
Air barely fills her lungs.
Lungs burning with every breath.
Breathing becomes difficult.
Difficulty with letting people in.
Inside her mind––a blur.
Blurry figures hiding behind tears.
Tearing up at the thought of losing herself.
She wonders why she's like this.
This is not the end.
Endings don't exist.
Existence is the unknown.
Unknowing of futures lead to fear.
Fear leads to anxiety.
Anxious hands for anxious girls.
Girl breaks down.
Downfall of a queen.
Queen of hearts shies away from kindness.
Kind words always sound like lies.
Lying in bed at night alone.
Alone with thoughts that consume.
Consuming every last light.
Lighting up the darkness.
Dark rooms and slammed doors make her cower and flinch.
Flinching at the worthless words.
Words mean nothing without power.
Power goes out in a summer storm.
Storming into the quiet house loudly.
Loud noise comes with crashing glass.
Glass scattered in the streets.
Streets have no names in sadness.
Sadness stands where she once stood.
Stood up for herself once.
Once was enough.
Enough of these drowning thoughts.
Thoughts are supposed to come and go.
'Go with the flow,' they say.
Saying isn't so.
So tired of all this grief.
Grieving for all she's lost.
Losing herself in silence.
Silent eyes find silent eyes.
Eyes fill with the water that drowns her.
Her life isn't over yet.