undertow.
and just when the world is falling out from under me
just when i start to slip
lose my grip
lose my hope
there is a light
a warmth
and it stings my skin
hurts my eyes.
beneath the warm surface i know there's a chill
ice that will wrap me up and pull me under
but for now
i will slip back into the comfort
for comfort's sake.
i'll let the water surround me and fill my lungs
and it's comfortable.
after all, drowning is my "normal,"
it's all i know how to do.
so, yes, drowning is comfort
and my comfort is you.
