swimmin with the fishies

Chances taken wound up here.
Driftin solo topside of tears.
Floatin upon the surface of pain.
Where luv never dies the same.
Lifeless to the sinkin into another.
Bubbles take air from luv'rs.
Mouth to mouth rejuvenated.
Felt differently in the exchange of hatred.
Yesterday landed in this mornings lap.
Fallin apart fillin the lakes entrapped.
Surrounded by drier lands that lead to more moisture.
As the ground softens to be tortured.
Drowned by the weight of the current.
Tucked away from lifes ongoing moments.
Set adrift is the ripples carryin proof.
Downstream luv came to the banks of used.
Is it dead faced down swimmin with the fishies?
Can I be pulled from the waters edge with fresh lips please?
A set familiar to pucker up without the lies.
Time came to a halt here releasin line after line.
Slippin on the very last drip that dried up.
Catchin grip caught by a trip lost in luv...