Sometimes Considering Nitrogen Narcosis

Tossed by water, lost from beach -
The sands are ever moving.
Solid earth seems far from reach;
The depths sound soft and soothing.

Strangled by a sable sky,
A sombre world has bound you.
Darkness low and darkness high
Is closing all around you.

Undulate nad inundate,
Upon this mighty ocean.
Taste a thirst you cannot sate
With paralyzed emotion.

Thoughts are constant at your back -
Threatening, animated -
Casting shadows long and black
So every movements jaded.

Thrashing, clashing - still too fast.
The sweetest dream is sleep.
Lust to feel at once at last,
The rapture of the deep.

Overpowered by the urge,
Surrendering to the sway,
Just as all your thoughts submerge...
Find solid earth
and stay.