Tethered: A Poem

Sitting in a wooden chair

I realize I cannot breathe at all

 

The room around me is dark and cold

And water is slowly filling inside

 

It passes my ankles and then my knees

I want to stop the water but cannot move

 

I feel like butter in my seat

With no feelings in my arms or legs

 

I start to drown as water fills around me

Slowly sinking and losing myself

 

I am soon entering a deep sleep

But I know I can wake up sometime soon

 

At this time I want to be able to fly

Soaring far away from this moment