Drowning

At my core, I burn, I love
I am fire, but I burn, to ash
Here I am, my hope crushed
Inside my heart I'm drowning
In me is a desire to live, a story
I am woven of a sort of lore
My existence won't last
Yes I am drowning

Only a couple feet from shore 

Each soul bears a cost
Ever asking, ever doubting

I resist the urge to escape

Pain tests me, my soul is sore

Death has the final embrace

And we shall dance in joy

Dancing in each others arms
Now in the ever last
Now that I am free of harm

“Unbeing dead isn't being alive.” 

                        E. E. Cummings