My ship is sinking,
I'm trapped inside,
The water's rising,
As anxiety binds,
The depth is unknown,
But bottom will come,
I feel devastation,
Coming undone,
Darkness envelopes me,
In its wicked cocoon,
I feel death coming,
Impending doom,
Frantically searching,
I need an escape,
But the tap on my shoulder,
Says, it's too late,
As life deflates,
I give in to death,
A new fear succumbs me,
What unknown is next...

I am not here, I am no more
I was not ready, when death opened its door.

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