I trade my footing for liquid paradise

An aquatic Eden of my design

Isolation is a lullaby

Publicity is the nightmare that follows

Steadily sinking below the waves

My glory waits at the lake bed

No one to see me here as the darkness intensifies

I seek only the silence that the surface lacks

My body goes limp as the waves move me

Sinking has never been so uplifting

As my body gently reaches the bottom

The last of the air leaves my lungs

It will not be missed

I am content here in my dark paradise

It is quiet

It is calm

It is lonely

Peace and tranquility at last