Suicide

Falling through the curtains of water to a pool
thousand feet below . . -
I see it in the fishes eyes
the redness of change, perhaps shock
before the splash
of cold ending
that will be mine,
hopefully before
I ever feel I need it
I’m breathing
Stopping
Screaming
as loud as it goes
as far as the sky
I’m sending out
nothing more
than a wave.

Priyanka
31 Jan. 2009