I thought I could make it to the surface.
It didn't look to deep.
All the oxygen in my lungs from my last breath was starting to dissolve.
My lungs were on fire.
I couldn't swim anymore.
I slowly drifted down.
Down to the bottom to be forgotten.
I took one last look up as I sank.
Darkness slowly swallowed me up.
I lay dead on the lake bottom.
The aquatic life eating at my decaying body.
Plants using me to their advantage.
Soon nothing would be left of me.
And no one would find me.
I was officially fish food.