Take me, take me.
The words are a whisper on my lips.
Knee-deep in the water, I continue
moving forward, rocking back as the water
crashes into my hips.
Drown me, drown me.
Seaweed wraps around my ankles.
Fish swirl around my waist.
The salt is now caking me.
I let it soak into my skin as the water
strokes my cheek.
I'm being lulled to sleep;
foam at my lips.
This is the best feeling in the world.
Can an ocean hear a lie?
Blood bubbles up around me
as the words pour from my soul,
and I pray the sharks don't smell it.
Water fills my lungs as I begin
to sink into the darkness.
I hit the bottom, sand
swallowing me up and shells
digging into my skin.
I close my eyes.
I wanted it.

She may not be here now, or you there.
She may have passed before you, so you couldn't tell her.
She may be frail and no longer know you, and the words you say seem lost.
She may be alone as you went before her, but you're always in her thoughts.
But know in your heart how she loved you so much and brought you into this world.
For nine months she carried what you have now become you are her best work.
Then she wrapped you, named you and held you, so close in her loving arms.
So today tell her you love her wherever you both may be.
It's sometimes easy to forget, she's the reason that you are here!