On days like this I sink.
Gravity pulling me down to my feet.
I wish you were here,
So that you could cry with me,
And try to understand the nonsense I speak.
Console me even though I'm melodramatic.
I'm so lonely here.
By myself.
I can't cry on days like this.
The sinking suffocates me.
Withers my skin. The earth consumes me.
I was an Oasis. Now I am the desert.