Down by the water.

And so she sits by the water,
washing her skin of the sickness,
knowing it will always stay,
and she holds in her last breath,
knowing her lungs will give way,
and now it’s under her skin,
feeding on the inside,
and now it’s harder to give in,
and so she breathes out everything she tries to hide

And so she pulls her hair over her face,
hiding behind a made up wall,
but all she sees is madness,
towering over her ten feet tall,
is her very worst enemy,
the very thing that made her fall,
and so she falls back in the water,
and whispers she’s had enough of it all

And now she’s soaked in the deepest regret,
while she drowns in the darkest depths,
and now she’s too scared to open her eyes,
praying she won’t let it in,
and now it’s spreading inside her lungs,
and it’s too deep within

And she lays by the water,
drying off her memories,
but she knows they will never fade,
nothing can wash off this sickness,
and so she walks the path she’s walked before,
but now she’s lost inside herself,
stumbles and falls,
no words to scream for someone to help

And so she lies on her floor,
watching the pieces of yesterday float away,
and this yellow sickness,
she knows it’s here to stay,
so she eats the lies for breakfast,
and swallows her pride for tea,
all the while she keeps thinking in her head,
why can’t you be here with me.

Down by the water.


My Town, Australia

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