Some choose to drown in alcohol
escape from every memory
that stabs their chests
with salt-stained cheeks
and vodka breath
Some choose to drown in sorrow
to lock the bathroom door
as if reality lived outside its walls
and the shower floor is the only solace left
Some choose to drown in others
empty date after empty date
until faces blur back into the one they miss
and the present can't dilute the past
Oh, but we're all drowning
in oceans that seem endless
until our tears turn back to clouds
until our legs walk back to shore
until we all learn to breathe air instead of sadness
and smile again
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Poems and Heartache
Poetry{Po•em} [noun] Something that arouses strong emotion because of its beauty
