I'm drowning
In a sea of blue.
My lungs are purple
And my heart is black.

Eyes are watching me
As I struggle to grasp air.
All I can see is the darkness beneath me.
I am dying from the changing colors
Under my feet.

I see a male figure in the distance,
And I call loudly.
But he does not hear.
My legs are aching
And my mind is cloudy.

The man turns an ear to my cries,

And I see...
Blue eyes

Like the sea.
He is the sea.

I'm drowning in him
And he is letting me.
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A/N:
This poem used to be Permanent Influenza, but I replaced it with this one.
This one is very symbolic.
Comment your theories!