i was drowning
and you pulled me away from the ocean,

we watched the tide do the same
to everything else.

i was baptized catholic and now
i'm failing at religion, i don't know how to pray and

i never made my confirmation but
i picked out a name, theresa,

because it was the name my grandmother chose
(i almost cried about her the other day

except i didn't and i didn't feel bad about it,
either -)

just empty and tired, like if i tried hard enough
i could stop breathing, finally.