The fantasy of Drowning
looking up through blurred silent eyes
hold it, not yet, its not the right time
darkenss persists on waging its war
as time goes on the light quietly losing
here where movement is heavy and void
void of sound, purpose, and usefulness
just hold it and float down!. the war is ending
darkness has finally won, the time is right
let loose my lips to escape my last breath
my life breath, floats away leaving me alone
inhaling the darkness' sweet tainted liquid
letting my eyes drink in one last look
silent peace, is there any other way!.!.!.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com