Even as a child I loved the deep,
I was like a water baby,
But not like that at all,
Once I was in the sea I wanted to stay there,
Beneath it's ripples forever...
Even as a teen I wanted to die drowning,
Such a perfect, simple death,
An easy way out,
To be consumed by the murky depths was all I wanted,
To feel it filling my lungs...
Even as an adult I was thought weird,
Wanting a perfect death in the ocean,
To feel I could breathe beneath the waves...
Even as an elder,
And I felt death creep closer,
I went on a vogue out to sea,
The captain wasn't looking,
As I tumbled from the edge,
We'd only just set out on our journey,
And I smiled as I tumbled and I heard his shouts,
Too late.
I'd already felt the water consume my bones...
Now drifting slowly down to the ocean bed,
This was all I ever wanted,
This tranquil death,
You may call it suicide,
But far from it it was.
Because all I ever wanted,
Was to die on the ocean bed.
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