Let's Pretend

Sure, it's different for everyone - but let's play a game.

Imagine you're standing on a island with all your friends.

You're having a great time, standing safely on the sand.

Suddenly, you're no long on the sand, you're in the water, being dragged down by the undertow.

Thoughts swirl through your head. This is when you die. There's no getting up for oxygen.

A hand comes through the water, but you can't reach it. With the light in the water, the image is displaced and the hand isn't close enough. Your saviour doesn't know exactly where you are.

Your heart is pounding so hard, you can hear your pulse in your ears.

You think of all your successes and failures. No... you think mostly about your failures - things you should have done but didn't.

A heavy rock appears tied to you ankle, pulling you down faster.

You can't swim against the current. You're not sure you want to anymore.

Fighting is so much more work, when you could just sink into the oblivion.

It's getting darker and darker and your lungs are burning from your cries, your tears are mixing with the water.

This is the end. It's over. You close your eyes.

But you're not being dragged down at all. You're still standing on the sand.

Everyone is watching you, confused.

Someone asks if you're alright.

"I'm fine." You lie.