I trace the path of the titanic on your back
But I hit an iceberg four days in.
I sink for two drawn-out hours.
As the night comes to an end
I cling to you as tight as possible.
But you break me and I snap.
Within two minutes
I am completely submerged.
You are so cold.
You feel nothing.
I feel everything
Until the blood stops flowing.
My cold body begins to drift.
I sink, weightless, to the bottom.
Make some room on the damn floor.
I wait to be found.
I wait, but not even archeologists
Can dig deep enough to reach
The depths at which you've put me.