Submerged

Sitting her quietly

No one home

But me, the dog and my thoughts

Submerged in hot water

I could do it now

It's not even a scary thought

He'd walk in on me floating

Would he be upset

a dumb question

Maybe for you, but I feel nothing

Submerged in lukewarm water

Come on Chrissy

It's not that bad

I could faintly hear him say

18 years of this shit

Why now, what's so terribly wrong

You've got to snap out of this

Always talking how beautiful

The world God gave you

Wake up I hear him say

The kids are home

You can't do this

Not now

Submerged I breathe in

Floating peacefully

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