All Too Soon

If only this wasn't real. If daylight would only shine through the black abyss. If only I could breathe. The cold water twisted my all too long hair, it seemed to wrap around my neck pulling tighter as fate pushed by me faster towards whatever was to come. Trying to move, being unable to, thinking, hoping someone will come. But deep down knowing there was no way. My heart pounding, keeping me from thinking, keeping me from living. Gasping for the air that wasn't there. My jeans seemed to drag me down, the water fought harder to keep me under. I knew ahead there were rocks. I couldn't tell if I was shaking from the cold or the fear. Knowing I had seconds left. A brief stream of light reached for me from above. Yet it faded all too soon.