drowned to life

september night, hours frozen

i drown my reflection in a lake

without rippling the black surface

for i have run out of escapes.

my reflection floats into a curse

with no human heart weighing it down.

the face of a mannequin

disappears as soon as i blink.

my skin peels off in liquid dreams.

step into the void, and i knew

i had drowned the wrong reflection

but i have run out of escapees.

i fold into the lake, the underside

of my conscience is scraped.

shredded lungs, spilling cold ink

but i am breathing for the first time.

the waters were knocked-over pallets

stolen paints from northern skies.

open my throat, dishevel in silence

i run out of escapes and into life.

my body casts no shadow in the water

for the lake held hostage, tightly

the color of your colorless eyes

and i am drowning without metaphor.

- deathetix