I awake to the pain.
I ache- my mind races,
"I feel like I'm dying".

I sip a drink to wash down my Demons,
One Demon, two Demon-
I swear, I'll only have a few.
"Look in the mirror", I do.
The girl I see is a monster.

Riding the Wave, I feel sensational.
I need more-
"I should be dead",
This is what I tell myself,
As I chase another Demon down.

Sinking; my ship has been struck!
And now I have sunk too deep,
Too deep,
I cannot breathe nor move,
My heart is slow, my head low.

God, is this you?
Is this a troubled joke from above?
"I want to die", I scream out-
Only to sink a mile lower.

Resurfacing- it burns, it stings.
This Hell,
Black and vast; this is my Home.
My Home tries to kill me,
Tortures and taunts: it eats at me.

I fall into a slumber in it's bony grip.
I'm bombarded by the Demons I swallow every hour- every day.
I awake to the pain,
Of a Hell I'm doomed to repeat.

God, I repent!
Take my sins, I want to be saved!
God, are you listening?
Please don't let me drown any longer.

God, are you there?

They told me it would hurt,
Told me it would be difficult.
God, they told me to find you.