I am sinking,
always sinking.
Floundering in an ocean of pain,
nowhere to go.
I scream.
Not even silence
is kind enough to answer.
My mind is water logged.
Liquid thoughts dribble through the cracks
of the sanity I have left.
Why?
What did I do wrong?
Is it too late?
Must I?
What was once mine
is now gone,
taken from me
by unknowing hands
Can I forgive her?
Would she be sorry
for the sorrow she caused?
If he could see me now,
would he have looked back?
Would he have jumped in
to save me from myself?
or would he have turned the other cheek,
not caring,
not remembering,
how he once loved me?
I would say
that there is hope,
but it is too late,
I am sinking.