Swim!

The first thought that crossed my mind was "I'm drowning". I tried to lift my hand and reach out.

I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die.

Then I heard familiar voices. Saw familiar faces. They were screaming.

"Swim!"

I don't know how to swim. I'm gonna die.

I reached out my hand. Begging them to help me.

"Help. I don't wanna die."

They were standing there. Telling me to swim.

But, I don't know how to swim.

"It's all in your head. Swim."

"Help!"

"Stop being childish. It's all in your head."

I can taste the water. I can feel it filling up my lungs. It felt like sadness. Heavy. Consuming.

"Help."

"Swim."

The water was pulling me down. I'm feeling tired. Nobody reached out to pull me up.

"Help."

"It's all in your head."

I stopped fighting the water. I stopped struggling. Calmness washed over me.

"Swim."

What for? Maybe this is how it should be. Maybe I belong to the water. Maybe peace was waiting for me deep down.

"It's all in your head."

I closed my eyes. I can't hear the voices anymore.

Maybe they're all just in my head.

The last thought in my mind was "I'm drowning".