Drowning

I’m lying atop the ocean’s brim

My fingertips forgot their bounds

Dancing playfully along the surface

Each tap a louder sound

My arm began to fade

And my mind fell inward too

Pulled my existence down

Into the calm confusing blue

Forgotten my way up

I’ve been twisting all directions

My oxygen in limited, yet

Nearby I see my reflection

Banging on the glass

I realize it’s not a mirror

Through the thick ice she is crying

Silently seeing I’m her

She presses a hand against the chill

And I reach to touch it too

But my air runs out and, “It’ll be okay.”

She mouthed out, “I’m here for you.”