Tiny Bubbles

Tiny bubbles drift and wobble above me

Their fleeting lives mirror my destiny

The pressure crushes my head and my hope

The water stings my eyes as I’m dragged by a rope

I sink down into darkness and despair

The bubbles float on, filled with hot air

I lost my chance to live

I lost my chance to give

My shame floats up to the endless azure sky

My sins stain my soul as I prepare to die

Sinking farther into despair

I frantically gasp for air

But I have met my watery grave

I bow down as Death’s slave

My chest begins to compress

This sapphire realm is ruthless

The bubbles escape my hell

Like secrets I could never tell

I realize my lethal fate

Time will never wait

I open my lips and kiss death

I open my lips and loose my breath

My tiny bubbles lift up and fly away

They escape me and find a new way

I choke on the sweet liquid of life

Water cuts at my lungs like a knife

As the last bit of life escapes my lips

My plea for forgiveness slips

Up to heaven

Up to Zion

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