1,000 Words or Less

Drowning

My lungs burn inside my chest. I keep my head up because I can’t afford to lose my sense of direction as my life is on the edge. I thrash against the heavy current. I’m not winning my battle though. Water continues to push me down, down, down. Deeper and deeper into the ocean. The pressure is about to break me.

“Someone help me!”

I try to call out but the sound is devoured by the thick waves. I cough; I inhale too much water. The salt water burns my eyes. My vision blurs from the water and lack of oxygen. Dark spots cover my inky vision.

No. I think.

This can’t be happening to me. This can’t be! I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die this way. Someone help me. I’m losing my sense of all things. Please, someone. I tumble through the water. Please. I tear through the ocean. Nothing blocks my path but I know I’m only sinking deeper. Deeper, deeper, deeper. Drowning quicker, quicker, quicker.

I can no longer think anything anymore. I’m that lost. I scream into the ocean. I scream and scream until finally I black out. It all ends then.