Almost to the other side.
Getting tired
But feeling so close.
The current is getting stronger.
Hard to keep going.
I feel myself being pulled out.
I can feel myself slipping away.
Harder to move forward.
Something in my head tells me it's better to go with the flow.
I can feel myself slipping away.
Riding the current into oblivion.
Gulps of water replace the air.
Sounds become less.
Light is in the distance.
I almost reached the end.
I can feel myself being pulled from the water.
The exhausting breath, tired flesh, the mind broken.
I don't know why but I'm still here.
I guess that will always remain is that question.
Why am I still here?

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