Lake of Sorrows

I'm here in the Lake of Sorrows,
Drowning,
Or soon to be,
Death draws near,
Too close for any sort of comfort,
There is a shackle,
Around my ankle,
It pulls me deeper and deeper,
With each decision I make,
and every step I take.
Once my head is below the water,
I'm a goner,
I'll be away to a far away place,
A dark awakening in the pits of hell,
It lies beneath that Lake of Sorrows,
That place,
The one that is full of blood,
and the tears of the suicidal,
I'm here in the Lake of Sorrows,
Someone come and help me out.