It's Over

Breaking up is like writing an essay, a speech, a monologue.
Every reason has to be backed up and must flow without interruption.
One word edgewise, and your whole plan could fall apart.
Breaking up is like edging around in the dark, the cold, the night.
Every step could be the one that turns you into putty in their hands.
One move edgewise, and your whole body could fall apart.
Breaking up is like swimming in a heavy current, drowning, tiring.
Every breath wasted since you set out from the distant shore.
One stroke edgewise and you're lost and going under again.