Drowning

Every new daylight

patches up the sleepless night before it

and with every passing moment

that i haven’t heard the familiar ‘I love you’

i sink deeper and deeper  

into a pool of my own hurt

and i can’t catch my breath 

so i keep sinking

and i let my body rest unmoving 

because maybe drowning

will feel better than this hurt

or maybe i’m expecting you to pull me back to surface