The jaded tyranny

I would talk to the water. I spent my nights staring at the home aquarium. 

Sometimes when it was possible, I would skip school and go to the lake nearby.

 I would sit there for hours. Just staring at the water.
I felt what it would be like to be in there.

 Unable to breathe or move and just waiting for death

 to overcome my existence. Just as it overcame my life.

 I would feel water over me, around me. I would feel what it would feel to be dead. 

I would feel to be helpless and have the mother nature rightfully accept it.

 Ricocheting the jaded tyranny. I would finally feel the equilibrium.
For once. Perhaps, just for once.

- Fa