Once envisioned, a serene fantasy
A fantasy once known well
Lost in the throes of ecstasy
A hopeful face in a troublesome sea
Alas, the sea is turbulent, deep, treacherous
And you can only swim down
Vision obscured the farther one goes
Soon all that will guide you is the smell in your nose
That hopeful face has grown quite dim
The air in your lungs is growing so slim
Soon enough you will join that which was lost
And it will be cold like a layer of frost
Without the face so long adored
You hit the insidious ocean floor...
Silhouette dancing in your mind of what was lost
Deepening into your layer of rust
Eroding into a bed of unrecognizable dust
For the air above you feel that lust
Alas, you cannot breathe anymore, air has run out
You flee from flooding thoughts of doubt
Attempting one last breathe in which to shout
You drown in the freezing water spout
As the final realization hits you
This is not what you've seen
All hopes shattered in a sorrow so keen
You're floating now, nearly drifting in doubt
Wondering will the pain ever cease, ever hush
The air in your lungs makes you silently blush
For even if you're gone, you're still truly there
Where you are is what was there
And that is where I will stay, breathing your air