Shipwrecked

Do you know what it's like to be living your life in single moments of time All equally aligned on a timeline, some happy some sad

Filled with emotions and then some, mixed in between

We can't really predict these moments one would argue

Hell, I know I sure try to even though I can't get it right

Prevent the bad and anticipate the good is how it usually goes

And to think one single moment can be the end Rarely ever is it a beginning to a new one

They say that salt water is good for your skin

I wanted to say it, make myself believe it

As I swam away from the shipwreck, dehydration sinking in,

I realized we only believe what people tell us to believe

How can one believe in much of anything?

Other than the certainty of death that lingers around each of us

A single dot on a timeline that marks our deaths

Maybe more importantly, the deaths of those we love

You'd think after seeing so many people die,

We'd be numb to the shock, oblivious to the pain

Fear starts sinking in though, and you wonder

What happens after death?

I made it to the shore and laid against the sand

I stared into the sun and started to drift in and out of consciousness

I started counting my memories, thinking of those I lost

In this moment I felt as if it was the end of my timeline