I would rather drown | poem

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Drowning

The worst way to leave the world, most would say.

Incomparable, incomprehensible pain as water pervades the sensitive lungs,

Leaking within your body until eventually expelling everything,

Including you.

But I don't see it that way, not really.

Drowning is the most palatable option, simply because

It is the least humiliating.

Age kills you from ugliness.

Burns will ruin you to beyond recognition,

And anything else leaves your vulnerable, offensively hideous body behind

As a sort of sick proof.

The ocean is different.

It's waves will hold beauty even as you thrash in a dance.

The sea does not betray you even as it kills you.

Your body disappears completely without a trace,

Buried under its weight and surrounded by creatures

Who do not know the meaning of judgment.

The only way to go that does not kill your legacy along with you,

That safely encases your beauty forever as an intact illusion.

Yes, that is the way I wish to go.

Suffering for the sake of appearances,

The same way I've always lived.

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