I’ll never forget that fateful day,
When you took my innocence away.
Why did you do it?
What did I do?
They say I didn’t deserve it,
But then why did it happen?

I can still remember
The moment, the fear, the memory.
Your hand touches mine,
A twisted fairytale.
One that no should live though.
The one you try block out of your mind.

It’s time to move on,
Time to live.
Giving into horror and past fear only allows them to win.
The haunting memories may last,
But, the damage can heal.

Though the trauma you caused was real.
And the scars will last.
I will take the wounds and not just leave them in the past.
They make me stronger and give me the power.
The power to say,
“It does get better.”

A feeling that's so indescribable,
As millions of bubbles circle around me.
A blanket of comfort surrounds me.
The calming, crystal clear blue water,
Serene in all its ways,
Transports me to a place, where stress doesn’t exist.

The water is an escape from the loudness of everyday life.
The sound of silence is often short lived,
But underwater, it’s all that’s there.
Every stroke, every move, is kept underwater.
A wave of protection,
Where my mind is at ease.

Water can be the most compatible friend.
It can’t speak like a normal person,
Yet it listens, and softly replies.
It moves with you, and never abandons.
However, water is even more than this.
It is a feeling that’s so indescribable,
The only way to understand it, is to be with it.

Imagine if life were a lie.
You woke up one morning and realized the Life you knew was gone.
Nothing but a dream.
Reality had been ripped from your unsuspecting fingers.
You grasp to the feeling you thought you knew,
That has been traded for despair.

It’s now 1am and your life is gone.
You’ve become a ghost walking along the road.
People come and go.
As they pass through you,
Their emotions tangle with yours.
You feel all the regret, loss, and pain someone has felt and wonder how to help.
Is this how it feels to have the weight of the world on your shoulders?

It’s now 2am and time feels like an Everlasting breeze that never ceases.
You come to a corner, where a young boy sits, crying.
The old you wouldn’t have noticed, but somehow this new ghost of you can’t help but fear.
“Where are his parents?”
“Where is the love this boy so desperately needs?”
“And most importantly, why do I suddenly care?”
As quickly as the boy had appeared, he disappeared.

It’s now 3am,
And you are underwater.
The water fills your lungs as you gulp in your own tears.
When you think you’re gone, a face appears.
One so kind and gentle that you can’t help but smile.
The girl who brought you this joy softly strokes your hair.
The water now calms.

It’s 4am and all you want is rest.
You are transported to space,
Where time doesn’t exist.
All you see is thick, black, covering air.
Your mind is racing a mile a minute.
“What is happening?”
“How is this real?”
“I thought I was a good person.”
“Why do I feel like I’m failing?”

It’s now 5am, and you wake up to fine a note in your hand.
“Did you like what you saw?”
The note then continues,
“I know you’re confused but allow me to explain.”

“All you saw was an illusion of your mind.”
You must wonder why I gave you the vision.
It’s because all your life you never knew what went on else where.
The boy on the corner for instance.
He just needed a hug, yet you saw him two years ago, and did nothing but smirk.
The girl in the water, was from when you were drowning in your own sorrow, and needed comfort.

Finally, space was to show you that all you think you know is only the beginning.
For all you know, your life could be gone tomorrow.
So why waste life being scared and selfish?
Make your life your own, but never fail to see the needs of others.

Your life may be quick,
Your life may be long,
But live your life,
Like it’s a falling star.