Oceans

My thoughts, scared of amounting to nothing.

And the I’m falling, oxygen escaping my lungs as I gasp away my last breathe. A single tear tears from my dehydrated body, descending as cowardly as I am. I was running from life; I was trapped between it and a cliff. I jumped. All along I knew that this would be it. Dreams of the ocean, the waves carrying me away. I land into the blue depth satisfied that finally I had chosen just one thing for myself, something absolute, completely meaningful paid with the price of a meaning that I just hadn't found yet.

Author's Note

La vie est belle, aujourd'hui et toujours (-:
"Life is beautiful today and always"

Reviews

[Patricia Stephmore]

Hits you where it hurts Breille!
Amazing piece!!

[a82091]

Wow... YOU are the incredible writer, not me. Great imagery and emotions :)