The River

The cold breeze eased it's way through my hair as I sat silently. Suddenly realizing just how much control over my life I have. My breath in sync with the repetitious thoughts playing in my mind. I feel the peace, well at least I think I do, I say to myself. At that moment the sounds of the kids playing soccer suddenly became mute, as if I had just been zoomed in on during a homemade movie making session. There I was secluded away in my own little world of tranquility. Knowing the changes lying ahead of me could scoop me away from this peaceful mindset. And so I thought.....

The river swept her from her unstable feet. Drug her down 30 feet before she realized that she couldn't breath or see anything. That's when she gasped for air, came up fighting with all of the energy she had left. At this point she needs to move very carefully and slowly, survival depends on her. She controls this outcome. No one knows she has been swept away. She went to the river alone that day, actually she spends a lot of time at the river. Know one realizes that she is gone. Over the years she has learned many ways to sneak off unnoticed.
She is fighting to stay afloat, the water is so cold that her body has become numb. Up ahead she can see the water calming if she can just hold her head up, tread a little longer. Has she the will to do so? God she has fallen in the same river her whole life but it doesn't seem to stop her from inching closer towards it. She has found some type of comfort and solace with this continuous struggle that is hers, all hers. As she has grown older she tries so hard to stay further back, only dipping her toes in the powerful river that she so desperately has been addicted to. It has given her reason and comfort, until recently.

This would be the last time she would be wet and freezing cold from the river. She just didnt have the energy anymore for that kind of fight. There would be no more getting lost in the her thoughts, getting lost in the words, getting lost in all the pain. She knew who she was and what she was all about. And the river no longer suited her.

Cheers!