Sitting in a candle lit bathroom relaxing in a hot tub.
I lay back with the heavy weight of our first fight.
Trying to solve the situation in my head but coming to a dead end.
Just one room away from you I know you can hear me talking.
Provoking the situation I say things that I know will cut you to the core.
Sad when I cannot get any emotion from you but anger!
But at least it is something.
I took your silence as an insult. So I grasped my glass of vodka and drank.
Setting it down on the side of the tub, I closed my eyes and lay back in the water.
With my eyes closed I could still see the flickering light of the candle on my eyelids.
The only sound I could hear was my heart beat and my deep breathes.
Falling into a calm sleep I just floated there.
As I laid there I had a feeling come over me like a Dark Cloud.
I open my eyes and grasp the side of the tub.
You stood over me with eyes of Rage.
The candle light cast a shadow across your face that Left me terrified.
My glass of vodka fell into the tub and broke, with one swift move your hands wrapped around my neck.
You plunge my head into the water…Scratching and fighting, I try to pry your hands away.
It seemed the more I struggled the harder you tried to keep me under.
All the love that we shared and all the passion we had was No longer there.
Your passion was no longer about loving me but letting me go,
And in my death would that be.
The unconsciousness was starting to set in. I could feel my life slipping away.
I made my final attempt to save myself. But I was too late.
My last gasp for air filled my lungs with water. At first it was painful but was
quickly relieved with the numbness of death.
A tingly feeling came across my body; I guess that was my soul leaving me.
That heart beat I once could hear so clearly was nothing more then a slow steady fade into a Choking Silence.
I thought you set this up nicely for the end.
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