My mouth was weighted

by a rock or two

Huge and heavy, sit still, 

cannot be touched or removed.

They stop me from flying,

From chasing butterflies.

So I turned to the ocean, vast and deep. 

Hope happiness awaits

In somewhere or someone’s isle.

But no, I couldn’t swim. 

They drown me to death.

I just knew, at that deadly moment.

It’s a battleship of ‘I die or I die.’

Unless they are removed 

Undone or lifted off.

No, I couldn’t be saved, nor survived.

And, well, I wouldn’t make it

When It couldn’t be moved by any other

But me and only me.

Heaven knows it’s a hard task

For me to lift them off solely

Or to even try at all

But good lord, I just remember the breathing

Oh, I miss being able to breathe, in and out,

Having the air in my lungs wholly.

To just breathe, feel the breeze,

Hear them sings as they vent 

Through the veins, in and out.

I remember the feeling of breathing

Oh, I sure damn know it.

I remember being free, too, Jesus.

To fly or to swim, freely.

I used to be as light as feathers

Floaty and airy, thin as paper.

‘I am now suffocating, deary.

So heavy, I'm swiftly sinking'

‘Do something!' 

I turned around, and see myself screaming 

On the other side of the sea.