Hope is the bridge between despair and joy
But Iāve lost hope
I was good at swimming for so long
That I forgot drowning was an option
But now Iām sinking
The water is flooding over my head
And Iām being pulled down
Down
Down
Until I hit the rocky floor
And the air leaves my lungs
But I donāt try to swim back up
Because I only ever learned how to tread the water
All I can do is wait and hope
That ...