Grappling my lungs,
Squeezing the air out of me
Until my lungs are screaming.
As the cold liquid flows in
And I instinctively sputter,
I can feel the light leaving my eyes,
All warmth rushing from my extremities.
Any sanity still buried in me,
It's leaving too.
As I say my goodbyes,
A weight is lifted from my neck.
It must've shifted as my body squirmed.
My head surfaces and I inhale,
I inhale my first breath without water.
I gasp, really.
This time regret floods within me.
The pain is worse than drowning.
I drain the tub,
Hide the weight,
And run to my bed,
Barely acknowledging
What I just tried.
