When I am sleeping
I am the queen
Of all the land
And all the people are my pawns
My king does not exist
Merely just something the people have made up in their thoughts
This here is my land
And only mine
I will not let the negative views of the conscious world
Enter
This is my cotton candy and marshmallow
Kingdom
Where there are no adults to order me around
When I am here
There are no limits
To what I and my people cannot and can do

Her lungs are screaming out,
Wishing, their begging for air,
But she refuses to listen to them.

She keeps herself down, she’s not listening;
She holds back her body from trying to come back up to the surface.

Her whole body is shaking, and wishing for her to stop this madness,
But she keeps on refusing, she keeps herself down,
With a smile plastered on her face, because soon she’ll be “free”.

She has made her decision; she is letting the lake take her away,
She is letting herself drown; she has enough of all the pain, she’s ready to go.

Then finally her body stops trying,
She is so tense anymore, she is relaxed and at peace,
And all you can see is the last of her tears, and a gently smile that founds its way back onto her face.