Sinking

I get the feeling that I'm sinking in you. Your hands go through me as I'm trying to think back on a better time. Like watching water in a rising tide. You'd not know me right now, you'd think that I was a man wanting to drown. Shaking words in my fists, pointing to all of the things that I won't resist. Pouring out my heart and pouring one more drink to keep it calm. Because I think I've hit the brink and this is all I can take, to keep going on.