Shallow

I'm nowhere and I'm still not here and I'm miles away and I'll be right here
But right now I'm not quite right right now
Somethings not quite fucking right right here.
You were stuck in my throat and I was choking, hoping someone would save me
And I'm just saying. Im still drowning in you and I wont ever stop swimming through the shit that I used to do with you.
Its pointless to find something to distract me from
The water that my head cant rise above
I'm miles away. Miles from shade and riding the wave until my lungs are inflamed and fit to bursting until they finally give up and cave.
I'm barely existing. I'm filling space.
Hoping to God I can get out of this water
But I'm afraid it's way too fucking late