I'm watching you struggle, floundering.
You come up for air but I know that you're drowning.
I don't know what it is that is tying you down,
As you slip below the surface you try and tell me,
But sound doesn't travel well,
Through pain.

I'm trying to get you to come up and breathe,
To see the sun not the clouds,
But your eyes tear away from the light,
And you start to sink again,
Into the dark depths you struggle against.

I'm reaching in to unhook the anchor but you kick me away,
You're resisting me, won't let me help.
Whilst I try again you get more agitated,
And I understand that the more I try to release you,
The closer you come
To drowning.

I'm trying a different approach,
Letting you relax, get your head above the water,
And finally look at me.
I can feel you toying with yourself,
Wondering if you can tell me
What is anchoring you.

I'm still waiting, watching the sun go down,
Simply sitting in the silence,
Before I start to realise, you're half floating,
And that whilst I had been forced to sit out of the water,
There had been someone else with you the whole time,
And where you wouldn't let me attempt to remove your anchor,
They've loosened it.

And I'm still watching, gritting my teeth,
At my inability to help,
Simply because of,
My proximity.