My skin clings to the water
Entombing the silky moisture
Sweating out the hate
Floundering for life

I feel my heart slow
In tempo of a cursor
Some things you tell no one
Stash them in a corner

I cease to skim the surface
Returning wistfully to the depths
Air is no longer a measure
It is but a worthless element

A useless component of the slot machine
The happiness I breathe fails me once more
I cannot feel the world
I wish to touch the silence

Air thick as mud closes in
Wrapping my lungs in iridescent twine
Laughing at my empty blood
Letting memories drain away

I tried she said
The room was just too small
People closing in like animals
Spectators of the layers of time

With one who passes
The other shall rise
Or so I thought
As the fluid drips

A glow
A whisper
Perhaps a chance
To prove them wrong

However difficult
To break the grasp
A capsule of twisted ebony
Takes another victim