Warmth Poem by Crystal Blanchette

I turn on water,
I make it boiling hot,
So that I feel it's sting.
I let it hold me,
As I sink lower,
So I hold my breath.
I suck in the air,
Then drop under,
And now I am surrounded.
I push out the air,
I hold myself down,
And the water fills my lungs.
I start to struggle,
And the water stings,
But I want it all to end.
I struggle to pull up,
But push myself down,
And scream in agony to no one.
I'm home alone,
For way too long,
And now I gasp for new air.
I reach the top,
I take a breath,
And now I crawl back out.
Next time I'll take pills,
And let myself sleep,
Goodnight my love, my sweet.