Better..

As i go deeper
The waters more intense
The thirst
Hardly quenched
In the end

Fighting it makes it worse
Might as well indulge
Not that it even matters
I’m only hurting myself

Not even wanting
Not even caring
Not even trying
To deal with the stress

The feeling I get
It’s makes me very sick
To the point I don’t even
Have a say in moving forward

I just wish you understood…

R.M.D.S.