On the Bottom

Lying with billions of gallons of water covering me

I know that my existence is over

I’m just waiting for a grappling hook to rip into me

And bring me back to the fresh air again

I’m kind of glad

Because the peace of death seems far better than the battle of life

I know that my loved ones are sad

But how can they understand the tranquility I feel lying on the floor of this ocean

They can’t and that’s the real sadness of this situation

I wish I could tell them I’m alright

But my vocal cords have long lost their ability to vibrate by now

It doesn’t matter any how

Because in their eyes and their reality my bright, beautiful life has turned to dark dreary night

 

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Revised 3-14-16