immersion (work in progress?)

feedback appreciated

and with brittle hands shaking and breaking

attempting to hold my weight above this metaphorical water

clawing me down, insisting i don't try resisting

and the glowing surface smirks down

mocking and taunting me

"weightless as you may be overhead

take a second to reflect on those things you said

and all you've done wrong

but not so much right

only your flaws are in visible sight"

and all i can do is beg for someone to pull me out

i scream and i cry and i shout

something that only i can hear

when you all swore that you'd be near

then why aren't you listening to each goddamn tear

that flows down my cheek like a tsunami wave

don't you see that your comfort is all i crave?