Somethin I wrote

Swimming in Blue

It only takes a teaspoon of water to drown.
Or is it a tablespoon?

Either way I think I'll let the deep blue win.
Although my hear still beats,
and my body still breathes.
The physical shell masks a floating soul.

On the verge of drowning itself
I float within the cavernous shell
of dead memories and failed dreams.

The pain of the blue is so deep
That sometimes, that teaspoon
Doesn't seem 1/2 bad