"Drowning" By Prince Estaris

As the night sheds its black over the sea,
I remain motionless, emotioneless, drained of life.
When time came to eat supper, my stomach grieved for the meal it wasn't going to recieve.
I stepped outside to breathe the air, feeling poisoned by its freshness.

Light flashed in my eyes, blinding me from seeing what is at my side
Nothing, suddenly I felt compressed
My skin slick, no longer dry
Vision blurring, am I to die?

Wishing to be helped, I discovered no one cared
Their interests lying on other worries and reasons,
It was not for me to blame them,
As my sins caused this to be.

Can trying to save myself even work? When knowingly my actions were of a jerk,
Trying to find forgiveness, a reflection which broke before sight
My will divided, my heart decimated, my feelings torn
Why can't I be born again to reset my woes and live another century.

The mistakes stained on my jacket explained my troubled past,
My friends vanished from my grasps, is that a hand? no only sand...
Down I go deeper and deeper, why has my air not run out?
Light shone up above me, muffled voices, only pressures noises.

I desire to finally escape, though as cheap as it may seem
And cowardlike, why should I stay where I'm not wanted?
A place I'd abandon and no difference be made on my depart,
The winds will still blow, the water shall still flow and life and death still proceed...

I continually mistake hope from fate, knowingly God was against me,
The water burned me, a scold from an angered mother,
The sins I've committed no longer compared with the pain,
I chose to take the path I took and wound up depths under life.

A lesson learnt, from a person's strife.
Is it fair to continue like this? Just let me down, and drown
A deep sleep where above I can no longer weep
I'm away from pain and its selfish gains where my heart strained for forgiveness

Love mesmerised me for a bit, deluding me of grand surprises
But as it left I soon realised that a sun sets and it rises
As does love and hate for one another,
The pain of losing my father, to another which cannot compare.

A tear once again? Why can't it end?
I'm sick of those who contemplate my choice, to raise my voice aloud
May it finally be done that I'm left to sink, where my will can no longer support utter feelings,
And the pace which I walked the world be erased and never rememebered

Drowning deeper, I did not bleed, lost in darkness, never freed.