Maybe Everything will be OK

Choking on it all

 I've thought about drowning myself since I was 18.

I've tried everything but water.

 

 Write me, 

as I drag you through my shadows

softly

shimmering 

reaching for a hand to hold.

"Hi.

 

Curious

A year ago, we were whole.

Now, I'm a piece of a story 

which will never be finished

Sweet, soft happiness

blissful little creature

so fast and so 

suddenly lost.