Water

Treading water in a moonlit stream,
Breathing in and out,
The current pulls me under.
An unknown force drags me through the darkness.

I see a bright spot,
but it's only another being,
who's been pulled under like me.
They 're going in too deep,
to a place of no return.

It's not my time.
I blink only to see the moon
through the rigged glass I break
reaching the surface,
and gasping for air.

Is this how it's going to be?
No.
I can't let it.
I won't let it.