In the Deep

My lungs gave up on me,

they couldn't fight another minute.

The depths were unclear,

and to my conscious I was in it.

Surrounded by a blue

deeper than denim beneath the shallows.

Standing for something no longer

my feet had no purpose in this gallow.

A demis suspending me

without solid ground to offer a plea.

The mermaids had no say

because they are just tenants in this sea.

O' they watched and felt dismal,

their tears lucid to the current.

I saw something beautiful one last time,

before I was tugged deeper and spent.

Consumed of all my dreams

on the surface at bay.

Costumed into a new world

where the sun will not awake.