Floating in the depths again

Telling myself I'm flying

Every breath burns in my chest

But I keep on denying

The truth was that I was drowning

And I convinced myself that water was air

Sinking deeper, always doubting

What was real and what was never there

Am I flying, or am I caught in a tide? Does this breath feel like freedom, or nowhere to hide? If water was air, would the deep currents cease? Just show me the drowning, just grant me release.

Friends were calling from the shore

But their voices sounded strange

Said I needed saving more

But I said nothing had to change

How long can you pretend

That suffocating feels like breathing?

How long until the end

When you realize you're just bleeding?

The truth was that I was drowning

And I convinced myself that water was air

Sinking deeper, always doubting

What was real and what was never there