Drowning

Thru' bottles and glasses,
With paper and pen,
And nicotine fingers,
That reach once again.
Thru' darkest and lighters,
With no cigarettes,
And too many pathways,
That lead to regrets.

If I was drowning,
Would you jump in the water?

Thru' temperature changes,
With ice on the walls,
And loves of my lifetime,
That don't live at all.
Thru' days so demanding,
With nights left unslept,
And dreams of a secret,
That still I have kept.

If I was drowning,
Would you jump in the water?