Drowning

The darker it gets
the more I write
the deeper it flows
the more I fight.
The water is pouring
the light is fading
I think I am drowning
when I should be wading.
Gone is the raft
Gone is the boat
Lacking a life vest
I can't stay afloat.
Thrashing and screaming
the water seeps in
coughing and sputtering
icy cold skin.
Hypothermia
no more heat
no more strength
Death I shall meet
Body becomes limp
breath now dissipated
sinking in the abyss
as first anticipated.