Down, down, deeper I sink
Into a deep sea of loneliness
Like Jack Dawson in "Titanic"
As he lets go of Rose's hands
Sinking down into the dark icy depths

I let go of David's hands a lifetime ago
And now I can no longer see him floating at the surface
I can no longer see any light above me
In this cold sea of isolation

I wonder, will some strong, handsome hero
Swim down to me and pull me back to the sunlight
Back to life sustaining oxygen
Or will I just continue sinking to the bottom
Until my last breath is ripped out of my chest
As I come to lie on the muddy surface
A sunken wreck, to rest in my grave

If indeed, there is no savior to pull me out of this frigid sea
Then I pray the ocean floor approaches quickly to end this bitter anguish.

  From Whence you Came