Drowning (Poem)

Drowning

Filling the bathtub, the falling waters voice of peaceful death calls out to me. I strip off every piece of clothing, my mind on what awaits me on the other side. When completly nude I sit on the tubs edge, running my fingers throught the enchanted waters. I find myself wondering how long it will take for deaths angles to come for me.

When the water reaches the rim, I turn the handle and take a deep breath, recognizing this as my cue. I slip my cut up body into the liquid I am soon to give my life to. Water sloshes over the edge as I turn to lay down face first.

After takeing three deep breaths I plunge. Strait into the waters I go. Everything is silent and at first I have no trouble surviving under water, but slowly my air starts to deminish and I feel myself struggling. I remind myself of the pains that this world gives me day after day, reassuring myself that this is the only way. So I give in and inhail, filling myselfwith water, choking me. But still I live on so I take another deep breath.

This time I fall into a world of darkness, swirling in circles.I float above this miserable world. Looking down I see my tormented self laying in the bathtub and I know that I will never feel pain or saddness ever again. I was always right. Death is glorious.

Written November 24th, 2008

This poem has no specific dedication, but it was written as my way of coping with a loved ones death.