out in the deep
the stillness of the sea
the tenseness of the wind
and you sank the boat!
Not the best of swimmers
so I don't promise Gentle strokes
Treading water and going nowhere
makes me tired
tossing and turning
Twisting and spinning in circles
like sharks before they attack
Holding on to what I'm losing...
my conscience is Drowning
sometimes I dont give a .....
thought to what I say to you...