Drowning in Time
These shackles are beginning to pull too tight. My lungs are losing air and my eyes are losing sight. Thoughts cloud my mind as water fills my mouth. I thought that I could do anything, but I'm slowly going down. The weight of the burden brings me down further. You'd think in a place without gravity it'd be a bit harder. I guess it makes sense with bricks tied to my knees. Just let me sink, I have no one left to please.