sink

its so easy to say

ill do it

i can do it

i would do anything to stop being so miserable

anything

except love myself

it hurts all the time

everything hurts and i hate who i see when i look at the reflection

but nothing will change

i cant ask for help because for every ounce of help in the universe

for every caring soul

for all the love thats ever slipped through my fingers

its an exchange.

if i accept their help ill be dooming them to sink with me

like an anchor

but not in the image of stability, in safety and assurance

the anchor will not be keeping us at shore, no

it will pull our boat down

down, down, down

and as we struggle, one of us will haver to make a decision. 

sink or swim, sink or swim

it will be you. you will swim, and i will sink.

i will always sink.