Desolation
It’s akin to the feeling of bobbing along, naked, in the ocean.
In the dark.
The waves slap at your face and you gasp and sputter.
Kick and flail and hope
nothing eats you alive while you just desperately try to keep your head above water.
You flail and splash
and kick and try, try so desperately
to not give up,
to not be afraid,
to not just stop trying.
To not let go
to not let the water surround you, fill you up, envelope you.
Pull you down
into the deepest of darknesses.
Pull you
into the trench
the abyss
or beyond.
Don’t ever let yourself
feel that kind of lonely.
Reach out-reach out and grab at that little bit of salvation
any chance you get.