Breath

Remind me not to build bridges,
because I'm too scared to cross.
Look what it's done.
Global warming can grow the sea,
but coldness can do the same.

I can see you from here,
a river flows between.
A cold mist envelops the air,
and I won't even dip my feet.
How deep is the water?

You're drowning slowly,
and I want to save you.
But I'm too paralyzed and dumb.
You're being swallowed alive,
and I just watch.

Through strangling silent sobs,
I pray for your return.
God knows I won't come to you,
though I want to,
salvage all that the river consumed.