Drowning.
Falling so deeply,
in a light-free lake.
So dark. So black.

Down.
Down.
Down.

Plants,
like spiderwebs,
tangle where the light barely reaches.
No marine life come to watch
as another sinks into oblivion.

Compress my chest,
I struggle to breathe.
Gasping at air
that does not exist
in my world.

Our world.


Every single last thought.
Devoted to you.
Every lie that touched my ears,
now attacks my veins.

Drills in my head.
Ice injections in my arms.
Colder than the water itself.
Death has not called yet,
but it feels like it.

Take me.
Save me from this.
This world you crafted from
false tales of your being.
No, this is not our world.

This is yours.