I’m drowning in a boundless lake
no docks or boats nearby
I scream for help
as bubbles claim my throat
not even my insides are dry
the surface froze over
I’m stuck in time
its not long until the lake
takes my last breath
as my feet tangle into the weeds
the idea of swimming with the fish
seems much easier than
breaking the surface
Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 9:54 PM UTC
I’m drowning in a boundless lake
no docks or boats nearby
I scream for help
as bubbles claim my throat
not even my insides are dry
the surface froze over
I’m stuck in time
its not long until the lake
takes my last breath
as my feet tangle into the weeds
the idea of swimming with the fish
seems much easier than
breaking the surface
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