Now floating up and down,
I spin colliding into sound
like whales beneath me diving down,
I'm sinking to the bottom of my -
everything that freaks me out.
The lighthouse beam has just run out.
I'm cold as cold as cold can be...
I wanna swim away but don't know how.
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling
in the ocean. Let the waves up take
me down. Let the hurricane set in motion.
Let the rain of what I feel right now come down.
Where is the coastguard?
I keep looking each direction
for a spotlight; give me something -
I need something for protection.
Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine;
the jetsam sank - I'm left behind.
I'm treading for my life, believe me.
How can I keep up this breathing?
Not knowing how to think, I
scream aloud, begin to
sink; my legs and arms are
broken down with envy for the
solid ground; I'm reaching for the
life within me. How can one man
stop his ending? I thought of just
your face, relaxed, and floated
into space.
Now waking to the sun,
I calculate what I had done,
like jumping from the bow, yeah,
just to prove that I knew how.
It's midnight's late reminder of
the loss of her, the one I love.
My will to quickly end it all
sat front row in my need to fall.
Into the ocean, end it all.