Something tells me we are halfway

I have become an anchor

Sink! I tell myself

Drown! I tell myself

Hit the ground of the ocean

Or she’ll surely float away.

I truly want to be here

I just don’t think I can stay

Help is overboard

I have choices I must make

Sink! They tell me

Drown! They tell me

Make a home below the waves

A sinister calm has hit my temple

Something tells me we are halfway.