I don't know where I am,
Or how I got where I happen to be.
I can feel the weight of the water above.
The pressure tighter than a noose around my neck,
Nothing but Darkness below.
Sometimes the suns out and I'm drowning.
Other times the moon and stars watch me
As I slowly fade into The Depths.
Motionless I float there, Eyes wide open.
Dressed in Black, Cigarette in my mouth.
Calm and prepared, seemingly content.
No sense of helplessness,
just a hint of Regret.
Meditating awaiting the inevitable.
I have these Bad Dreams where I'm drowning.
I don't know where I am,
Or how I got where I happen to be.
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