I feel the water above my head,
I feel the sensation of my immanent death,
as I feel myself drawn under
feel myself being pulled down.
Suffocating, lungs are filled
I dance the dance of my last breath,
drowning unable to avoid certain death,
I feel the peace of this,
I feel every moment in time,
as I am immersed the water,
it liquefies my mind
and as I reach my final end,
I can not help remembering,
that as I cast my eye out over the sea,
I had thoughts and dreams
that in my past life I had sailed the seas before,
and maybe it was fantasy,
or maybe it was synchronicity
but in a past life, I thought I had drown
but maybe it was a portent, of what is happening now,
I am drowning,
I going under,
I am being pulled down,
suffocating in the water
and the cold that once chilled my bones
is so much warmer now
and as my thoughts start to slip away,
I close my eyes and fade to grey,
immersed in the water.
Via: Daily Prompt: Immersed
fauxcroft 
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