I Would Have Rather Drowned Poem by Meghan

tears burn my soul
like raining acid
seering it's wretched mark
their words, like fire burn
my soul writhes in torturous pain
my face twists in horror
from the ravenous burning
I float, disintegrating
in this fiery acidic hell

why couldn't it have been
a fast death?
I would have rather drowned,
lulled by the murmur of the fatal water
slipping in and out of consciousness
bubbles, floating few and far between to the surface
lungs becoming heavy and saturated with the
murderous liquid
a hazy fluid dream
like falling asleep
peaceful and relaxing, the water is a deafening sound
I would have rather drowned...