I sit at the bottom of the lake, not breathing,

but not drowning.

I sit there as the water holds me down,

nobody pays me any mind.

As they are happy and don’t want to be bothered with someone like me.

I guess.


Someone stops and looks down to see me.

They reach out to me, I reach back, but I cannot move.

They utter the phrase “Just breathe.”

But I do not, I sit there, in the water.

Not breathing, not drowning.


They give up and walk away. I don’t wave bye,

I just sit there, in the lake.

Not caring, not breathing,

 not drowning.  

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