An Attempt at Rhyme

Who are you?
To have this power over me,
To make my brown eyes blue,
To suffocate the silhouette that makes me free.

I cannot bare the pressure,
If it is not against my skin.
The gravity is made much worse,
When it is pushing from within.

Your hands,
I can still see their trace.
Lines left all around.
Yearning for their warmth on my face.

In these moments,
When I lose all strength,
When I lose all sense,
I begin to break.

I am in the unforgiving water,
Suspended and without motion.
I can see no farther,
Than the horizon of my own ocean.

For now, you have left me in the dark.
To walk alone in this cold.
My only reminder is this last mark,
And the promise that you told.