Schizoid- by:Unknown Forgotten

Last time I saw him
He was drowning in the lake
Last time I was him
I was gasping for life

His arms flailed about violently
He swallowed water with every breathe
I sat in the shade
Of an old oak tree

The water was cold
The lake was deep
The sun was warm
The breeze was soothing

He cried out for help
He tried to sustain his life
I watched him calmly
I dozed off, took a nap

He died in the lake that day
His body was never found
I slept there forever
and was drudged out of the lake

The last time I was him
I was gasping for life
The last time I saw him
He was drowning in the lake