maybe we can start to breath.
I think the oxygen has finally started flowing,finding it's way to my lungs.
But I could be wrong.
And even if I'm right, within moments I can be plunged back into the icy water again.
The frost will set in upon my skin, stabbing my nerves. Beyond shivering, or feeling pain, I will become numb. And then I will begin to sink. Because it's too deep, this ocean of despair. I'll flail around aimlessly, trying to reach back to the top. To fresh air... No matter how frozen it will cause my lungs to become. And then my lungs will cave in, and my mind will become black. Slowly, but surely, I will slip away. With all the fears, and the anger....the misery, pressing in against me...
I will cave. Crumple and swirl away into the sea. Like ashes, turning to water. And then me and my ocean will become one. Forever lost.
But maybe, just maybe, this time I am right.
Maybe I will never have to struggle to breath again.
Maybe I will never feel that pressure pushing on me again.
Maybe I will never need to see you face...
hear your voice....
or know that you care.
Maybe I can just forget.
Ahh, air.
On Saturday, October 4, 2008 at 6:04 PM
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