Let Me Drown

 When the pressure comes in vapour

You breathe it in, you hold your breath,

You let it rest.

You fight the waves but your body is weary, 

Your mind sick of it all, treading all that water.

You say the right words but you're inhaling mouthfuls, 

The poisonous brine silences your real meaning. 

You choke and heave out its false truths, 

Yet still swallow them down again next time. 

Willingly sinking, dutifully drowning.  

Emerging face down, one and the same.

Just a floating body amongst the rest of them.