Getting Harder To Breathe Poem by Ros Venn

Beginning to go under, each lapping wave it gets tougher,
Gasping for air, but it seems like I am getting 20% air and 80% H2O,
I'm getting tired now, arms no longer moving frantic,
My legs are becoming like led, how much longer can I kick,

With each wave it's getting harder to surface and see the night sky,
I am beginning to feel like letting go, let the water engulf me,
Why should I bother fighting the inevitable?
Whether it's now or later, it will eventually get me,

I don't see any search lights looking for me,
There's no rescue boat coming to save me,
I'm alone in a vast ocean at night,
Not sure if I'll fight it or just give in.