Chimera.

I'm drowning
I realise 
I see my breath drifting like bubbles
Gasping
As I'm being dragged deeper
My limbs no longer obey me
I'm tired
I pray for it to end
And as I close my eyes
I'm aware of the fact that help will never come
I smile
Because I'll be free at last
As I drift and surrender
No longer struggling
I realise
The sweet relief
Death brings

Please read both ways, from the top and from the bottom. This short poem was inspired by a daydream I had in one of my depressive moods. I imagined ending it all and the relief I would feel, to no longer have to worry about people, my family or my burdens. But I have discovered that Death is not the answer and I have God to thank for that. He rescued me and I believe He can rescue you too.