Drowning

My heart leaks below me creating a pool of my own feelings and with a SPLASH, im sinking, life stroking, thinking, How can i swim my way back to top so I can take that sweet breath of simplicity. I promised myself I would do things differently. To live a life without the heart taking, promise making, and the wage staking. I refuse to drown again in love left to soak in misery and a pool of my own blood. I cant take that risk of optimistically reattaching myself to that erotic anchor. That so wiskfully drags me to the pit of the beast, who feasts, on my heart opening up every part, flooding me with the need for all that touchy feely stuff, where i give my all and its never enough. Everything about my heart is so tough. My mind never wins, its like the oxygen in my brain gets thin cause the shits always losing time and time again. So I drown once more gasping and losing everything i've fought for. With every gulp of fluid my single life dies and love is born. I tried to be strong but i was taken by storm. And scared shitless about what this might become but i guess i wont know untill the damage is done. When it comes to that crazy love everyone gets a turn I guess I had to face the 3 L's; Live, Love, and Learn.