Diver
The horizon is fading awayYou can’t even depict tomorrow in a sky so blueI’m unable to breathe even amongst the crowds of frozen peopleHow long has it been since I dived into this place?
Would it be better if I just looked ahead and let my sorrow vent out?But then I couldn’t be very honestEven when I hand everything over to my enemies, I can faintly sense lightI wonder if it will make it all the way down to me
I want to breathe, but I’m having difficulty hereSimply looking into the dark of night, I am a diver struggling with decompression sicknessEven though I’m alive, I need to make sureSo as I aim for the deep seabed, I’ll breathe once again
When I turned over the map of the inside of my head last nightIt was filled with knowledge of what I lack, leaving me alone and frightenedEven though I always thought that I was strongI had always thought that I was stronger than any other person
A swan that had become lost was floating in the starry night skyAs though it were comfort, rain began to fallBut it appears that we can’t even become that; if a star is a star, then I can only be myselfI wonder how far I could go
Carrying a heavy anchor on my back, I utter a tiny little prayerAnd just as though it were a sign, the rain began to fall
I want to breathe, but I’m having difficulty hereI simply look up into the dark as a diver without a means of surfacingEven though I’m alive, I need to be perfectly sureSo I aim for the deep seabed just this one last time
I’ll try my hand at breathing
If I could come to realize just a fraction of happiness, I would never drown again