I'm attached to no one, but the bottom.

death feels like a deep, blue sea. pushing me back down. it's intentional. don't open up your arms so you don't have to swim, it's so intentional, babe. letting the water fill my lungs. I can't, I won't attach to them like I want to attach myself to you a little too late. I know you so well. I know you won't save me. you can't even save yourself. the shark already came and took my heart. the whale with his mouth wide open tried to get the rest of me. but, I kept floating in the slow gravity with these chains. I'm at the bottom all alone, just the way I feel safe and I'm attached to no one, but the bottom. I'm the bottom feeder.