lucks

i dove from the pier - from the chaos and filthy confusion - into the deep, pristine blue water. bubbles hypnotically floated to the surface, further and further away from me; i dove deeper towards serenity, sanity, awareness. i felt at peace there, but i knew i had to resurface for i was running out of breath. my haven could not cradle me forever. i reluctantly reached for the surface, towards the harsh light. below me, the abyss howled it's regret. back in the world, i cried. in my anguish i sunk to my knees. my life didn't want me. my dream couldn't sustain me. the howling ceased in the deafening roar of angst and destruction surrounding me.

forgive the dramaticism.. i was plied with glacier fresh kokanee's in the glorious sunshine in my backyard.