Breathe( pt 2)

It's not empathy It's not sympathy It's more of a force intrinsic and integral self reflection Why would someone do such a thing? What could drive someone to that type of depth? Could I be driven to such depths? Would I ever be able to jump? There is no place to be soft in these moments, jump There's no time to caught in this moment, jump There's no need to believe there ever was a moment, jump Sigh, believe, relief in this moment 'Cause I could never be the one to be in this moment Or could I? jump Today I looked up how long it would take to drown Do you first hold your breathe? Do you exhale all of your problems and worries Before casting your thoughts to the bottom Of an otherwise empty place below the poverty line of depressed thoughts And the sad calamity of a haunted house you've called home? I don't know Maybe someone out there has an answer But for now I'm still trying to come to terms of the fact That today I looked up how long it would take to drown