deep and salty,
prone to drowning incidents

the depth it holds,
is like me

the way i drown in my emotions,
the way people drown in a sea

salty and blue,
like yours truly

beautiful but dangerous,
adjectives used to describe me

but you'd expect my room to be blue?
it's white

white walls and white sheets,
a white roof

square shaped and nightmarish,
i  guess i deserved this place

but i didn't mean to watch the life slip away from my eyes,
i was told to do it by my mind

i'm blue

mental health/suicide