It Was A Wondeful Splash
I walk an endless row of sand. Pebbles dig into my heels and the rough sand cuts my feet but I keep walking. The ocean slaps against my legs, begging me to come visit. Okay, just this once. I am rather tired. I walk a few more steps before collapsing in a mound of wet muck. The waves drift under me and lightly pick me up, carrying me a few inches. “Where are we going?” I mumble, hit by a sudden burst of exhaustion. “Shhh…” soothes the sea, wrapping a blanket of foam around my trembling body.
I finally give in to the fatigue as my eyes slip shut and I begin to sing a song. A song of which I loved a long time ago - that still brings me joy. Death will give us back to God, I sing, Just like the setting sun is returned to the lonesome ocean. And then they splashed into the sea. Oh, it was a wonderful splash.
I’m so deep now. But I’m floating. Floating on the wings of a thousand planes getting ready to drop me into your arms. I smile at that thought and the smile soon turns into a grin. When my mouth opens, water seeps in. So I open it more. I lower my legs and let my mouth fill with the burning water. My clothes start to weigh me down and soon only my head remains above the water. It was a wonderful splash, I whisper once more as my mind goes dark and my lungs get heavy.
A/N: it's late at night (2:17 am) and i went to the beach today and im feeling slightly cracked out and emo. i was laying in bed trying to sleep and i was imagining myself on the beach but i was so tired that i was imagining myself falling asleep in the water. i dont know what this is supposed to mean, really. if you are reading this, please comment and let me know what you think. thanks.
PS-the song is At The Bottom Of Everything by Bright Eyes.