Bathtub Thoughts Poem

I’m laying here in this lukewarm water in this bathtub, wondering about life, wondering about everything.
I’m just laying here in silence, I only hear the small drops from the tab but besides that, deadly silence.
There are war some places on the earth right now, people who screams for help, children carrying weapons, lingering at the trigger not sure to pull it or not.
And I’m still here. I feel no pain,
only the mental sickness drowning me.

I take my head underwater and the silence disappear. Screams of terror rip the quiet water apart, making waves splash up against the sides of the tub.
I’m nothing but a tiny stone in this enormous ocean, being tossed around like nothing. Grasping for air and I pull my head up again.

My lungs are full with the water which now is cold.
And I hear the silence again, the screams are gone. But the ocean is inside my lungs now and a simple stone as me can’t do much. My fragile heart beats for the last time before it drowns and I fall under the water once again. This time there are no sounds, this time I won’t come up again.
I sink… Just like the stone