# Drowning clown

Author: james mikoto
Tags: Death, In-progress, No-Yiff, Pain, Poem, Poetry, clowns, drown, tears, water

#8 of tears

Now it should be done

I'm far away, but I could see by squinting

Playing games with others it's so agreeing..

I tried waving to them on the beach but... unheard of over the sound of partying

I'm tied up and sinking...but how am I thinking

I'm struggling and flailing around,

It's not smooth sail'n when I'm tied down

I'm gasping for air hoping I'll see the sun...

But then my body starts to go numb...

My mind sinks deeper into blankness

While i sink deeper into dark & wetness

The bricks of hatred dragging me down

I was tricked...tricked like a clown...

But if this will make them happy...

then I'll be happy to drown without a frown...

To live life making others happy

To die with a smile won't make me crappy...

'i live by this rule; live long with laughter and happiness and joy and die with it but without a bitter taste but die with a huge smile.'

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/dmBzyQKm
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