I dive through the silence, neon in my veins,
Each breath a comet, slicing midnight chains.
The pool is an ocean, the lane is a sky,
I’m chasing the echo of every goodbye.
Stroke by stroke, I burn my name in liquid stars,
Heartbeat drums the tempo of invisible bars.
When the surface shatters, I’m farther than I’ve been—
A ghost in the shimmer, the swimmer who never swims in.