The world is an ocean
I am sinking
Falling
Deep
Into a darkness
I don\'t know when it started or
If
It will stop
All I know is I\'m
Falling
Falling
Falling
Sinking
Sinking
Sinking
Do you notice?
Can you tell?
Can you see I\'m sinking deeper?
Has the light left my eyes?
I hope not.
I hope I get to sink
Deeper
Deeper
Deeper
If I sink deep enough
I won\'t be able to tell if I\'m
Falling
or
Flying
Soon, it will be like floating
I\'ll end up on the other side
On the other side of the sea
in the sky
Once the shore and the clouds touch
I will be
Flying
Flying
Flying
Floating
Floating
Floating
The sun will kiss my skin
The breeze will toss my hair
The clouds will be soft in my hands
The big blue will be light
It will be clear
And easy
But right now
I\'m sinking
Sinking and falling
And the blue is dark
And cold
And thick
It will be heavy
Heavy as I
I sink because I\'m heavy
I\'m heavy as I sink
Sink
Sink
What is weighing me down?
Is it me?
Am I holding tight to a boulder?
Why won\'t I let go?
I know.
because even if heavy
I get to be held
I get to hold
I like the weight
It reminds me
Reminds me that I\'m here
And I\'m sinking
Sinking
Sinking
But if I\'m really sinking
If I\'m really falling
But nobody can see
Nobody can hear
Nobody can tell
Am I still sinking?
Or am I forgotten?
Would you forget?
Forget my laugh?
Forget my face?
Forget my favorite color?
Favorite flower?
I hope you won\'t.
I hope I linger
I hope when I float, you see me in the stars
I hope you feel me in the sun
feel me in the clouds
The breeze
I hope I feel light and dry
Not
Heavy
Heavy and damp
Heavy as I
Sink
Sink
Sink