deep and salty,
prone to drowning incidents
the depth it holds,
is like me
the way i drown in my emotions,
the way people drown in a sea
salty and blue,
like yours truly
beautiful but dangerous,
adjectives used to describe me
but you'd expect my room to be blue?
it's white
white walls and white sheets,
a white roof
square shaped and nightmarish,
i guess i deserved this place
but i didn't mean to watch the life slip away from my eyes,
i was told to do it by my mind
i'm blue
mental health/suicide