Swim Good.
You lied
Played with my feelings
My black dress slipped off as you pushed me in the water.
"Swim good" you said.
I wanted to run from my problems,hide in a cloud filled with depression and thoughts of death. You vanished and was never heard of again. I kept our secret though, our dirty dark little sercret.
I remember the black suit you were wearing seemed darker than my soul.
In to the water you go
I clutched your hair tight in regret and desperation. The heat from your body escaped straight away.
With black tears flowing down my chapped, rosy cheeks
I screamed "Swim good!''
Soon I couldn't bare the guilt and the hauntings of our secret.
They found me in the bathing tub with a note taped to me. In a red liquid it said
We both will, SWIM GOOD.
