A really old poem, but I figured I'd post it.
EDIT: Title: Not the End /EDIT
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As I lay in the tub
The bathroom door is locked
No one is around and
The lights are all off
I cry out in anger
And curse at the ceiling
I hate all of you
No one knows what I'm feeling
You all overlook
My problems and say
"Don't worry 'bout it hun,
Tomorrow's a new day."
But problems don't go away
Within 24 mere hours
So I lay in the tub
And turn on the shower
My clothes are still on
Though thuroughly soaked
The water begins to rise
I feel like I'm being choked
The water is over my head
And I still lay at the bottom
Images flash in my head,
How had I forgot them?
Who are they you ask
Why, my sweet dear friends
I realized I would miss them
The water filled my lungs and then
I realized, I didn't want to die
And that I needed my friends
I did not want to say goodbye
This couldn't be the end
I tried to rise to the surface
And gasp for a breath
But my body would not move
For this, was my death
