The ground melts below me, making me sink <br />The ground covers my face, making me choke <br />The last bit of air I have, gets wasted <br />It seeps out of my nose and mouth creating an air bubble <br />Darkness sweeps over me canceling my fear <br />The taste of grit in my mouth making me gag <br />Finally as my lungs finish screaming for air <br />I die.<br /><br />Tobias Gray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sinking-5/
