Sittin in ur corner..feeling utterly spent.
Like a deep-sea diver about to lose the air cause its gone.
Fighting for life.

A rope of sea weed pulls on my legs, entangling them,
dragging me down..out of the sun's rays of light.
Never to be seen again.

My lungs cry out for one last breath before the soul is to be put down.
But as I struggle for this breath, cold unabated salt water rushes into my lungs.
Stinging like hell.

Too late.
The water, that I loved soo much..took me..and made me a part of it.
The deep grave of indonesian blue..traps me always..

..in ur room's corner..my body slumps to the floor..eyes turn glassy..non-responsive..staring past into nothing..water pours from my mouth and nose..tears run from the corner of my eyes..lips turn blue..face blanches to a deathly white..