Oct 27, 2004 19:02
I have been swimming in a sea of comsuming depression for as long as I remember. Everyone is gone, everyone has drowned. Alone in this cold crimson water I swim. I'm so tired of swimming. I'm just going to stop and let the waters consume me into her depths. Before I decide to, I see a girl in the distance. She's standing on a small piece of wood completely dry. I swim up to her and ask, "How is it that your able to stand on that small piece of wood?" She replys, "With Faith." She reaches her white hand out to me to pull me put of the cold water. As I reach for her hand I see two other hands coming from below, coming from the sea. Before I was about to grab her hand, the sea's cold bloody hands pulled me under. I saw her beautiful white face fading away as I was sinking until everything got horribly cold and dark. She was my last hope to get out of the water. It's all dark now. My body is numbed by the intense lack of heat. Depression finally consumed me. I died due to her cold breath filling my lungs.