Flooded

Day 1: 

I feel like I'm chained
to the bottom of a pool
Already up to my knees
the water rises daily
Another inch numb
Another part of me gone

Day 7: 

I've lost the ability to run to you
All I can do is wait
and pray that 
you are the one with the bucket


Day 14: 

Today I lost my hands 
It's not like anyone holds them anyways
I can't even find the time to grasp 
the ever slipping ghost of 
who I thought you were going to be

Day 21:

I'm shaking
I can't seem to stop 
my own eyes contributing
to this ever growing 
tear pile

Day 28: 

When will this end
You try to tell me
happy things
to make me feel 
sunshine again
But my ears drowned days ago
Yell, sweetheart 

Day 30:

My captor and I made a compromise
I'll pull the plug on this 
suspended animation
but
only if 
I carry my tears in a jar
and catch them all

A hidden bottle 
caught in my throat. 

Copyright: September 30, 2013