Drowning

Constricting water surrounds my face
My lungs burn as they fill
Towards the surface I race
With the very last of my will

My arms flail and deceive
My legs, I can no longer feel
I refuse to believe
This is the end of my reel

Maybe I should let go
There's nothing left for me up there
The waves rock to and fro
No, I don't need the air

I've resigned to the deep cold
I was never meant to grow old