Drowning

I slowly undress and step in.

The warm water cresting my skin.

As i sit down, the water flows over me.

Swallows me whole.

I sink down deeper.

It lays over my face.

The water takes me to a place i rather be.

Where i don't have to worry.

I don't have those thoughts anymore.

Because now I'm dead.

Author's Note

Just got really bored.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I believe drowning is more desperate and emotional. Is a very bad way to go. A interesting poem. Death by water and want. A sad ending. The poem was direct and the tone accepting death with welcome arms. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Zakari Schmidt]

Submergence under thoughts can kill you in different ways than water. But everyone looks the same after. Great poem, dark ideas flow on lucid words.