DROWN MYSELF

Aquamarine,
the color of the ocean,
peaceful
full of fate.
Yet,
shallowed by hatred and greed.

Is that where I belong?
answers,
you always lie,
you want me to leave.
Like the way a tide clings on a shore,
I'm seemingly unwilling to let go.

Running,
running away,
always out of breath,
a weakling.
Holding my life in my hands,
splashing for a surface.

How can some- be so cruel?
Swallow me up,
spit me out.
Please give me decisions to choose upon.
Maybe you won't give me decisions,
maybe you'll just let me drown.