Wishful Thinking

Floating

I've been here so long

I've learned how to float

Adapting to my suffering

Despite the waves at my throat

Yet while I can't feel the pain

It's not the only thing that's gone

To withstand drowning below

It was my happiness I pawn

And with it now fading

I feel something taking it's place

The silent touch of loneliness

Had now filled its space

A touch so silent

My heart hadn't felt it at first

Not till the echoing silence

Had created this thirst

This thirst one can't quench

Trapped In an ocean all alone

Yet still I can't help but search

And hope I'm not on my own