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