i see you clearly

fighting the tide and her moon

i’d stretch my arms out

…if i wasn’t drowning too

i’d save you from the waters

the darkness that consumes

i’d give you all you need

…if i wasn’t drowning too

i feel the tears well

but they’re not for me they’re for you

they’re for all the strength i’d give

…if i wasn’t drowning too

you would be safe, from all that perverts

everything would be beautiful, and nothing would hurt…

if i wasn’t drowning too

but i am drowning

and i just pray that you knew

that i would do everything

…if i wasn’t drowning too

there was nothing to be done

but i was there with you

and though, alone you often felt

i was drowning too

you couldn’t save me

any more than i could you

but i still held you by my side

for i was drowning too

and maybe one day we’ll learn to swim and soar on wings like eagles

till then, we must find comfort, as drowning people do

for me, all is takes

is to hear “i am drowning too”