Written by: Tessa Heyart

The current pulls me under
The pounding in my head is 
Bubbles escape my lips
Moving quickly,rocks smack my 
for air
My life is ending and it's not fair
I just need one chance
Looking up for one last glance
The world goes dark
I hope I've made my mark
My body is now at rest
My simple soul was just a guest
Do not cry or weap
For I am in eternal sleep