The poem inspired by a screencap

(Screencap from BuzzFeed video "Coming Out")

I am prisoner to my own bath. My hands holding up
against the will of water, my mouth speaking out
the volumes of truth.

I close my eyes and think
inside the box, ideas wallow
in the strands of drenched hair. The air
trapped in my nostrils escape,
but I remain calm and deny myself of fate.

I am prisoner to my own making. The moans bubble up
amidst the rippling of the surface, the secret I hold
engendered in the slippery space.

I am betrayed but I am baptised.