How I yearn for the salty air,
And the warm sun beating down on my head.
The memories give me a sense of happiness,
But they leave lingering sadness behind them.

The rocky shores were my home,
You made it my home.
Your laughter allowed me to stay youthful,
And I will be forever grateful.

I will never forget the sandy rain boots,
And the breeze blowing through our hair.
I will remember your glowing face,
And your calming eyes.

When I am older,
And have children of my own,
I will tell them of the adventures we had
And pray they will remember in years to come.

Our family grew up under your care.
Your beautiful personality will fly with the birds,
And swim deep down in the Atlantic.
I wish the world will give you all the best.

It is the dreams,
The unconscious mind,
That can never be understood.

When we lay to rest,
Our sense of reality begins to alter.
We are no longer alive to the world,
But alive to the mind.

Our senses enhanced,
And our emotions intact.
We drift into a world that is no longer our own,
But to the thoughts within us.

Memories, thoughts,
Insecurities, and fears,
Become present,
And realism is overturned.

After all,
It is the dreams,
And the unconscious mind,
That can only be understood by one.

I open my eyes and I believe I have come to my last setting.
I have been travelling through my mind,
As it shows me my worst fears.
But there is one more to come,
The worst of them all.

I begin to feel my body decaying,
From the inside out.
All my childhood memories begin to come back to me,
I am dying.

A striking chill suddenly comes upon me.
My skin turns to blue and purple,
As I crouch down into myself to attempt to keep warm
I am breaking.

My confusion is unsettling,
I am motionless,
And nervous.
Why must life end?

The last bit of light begins to fade away from my sight,
I don’t want to be in darkness,
I don’t want to be alone,
Who will protect me?

I start to lose feeling to my body.
First my feet,
Then the numbness travels up my legs and through my spine.
My mind is the last part of me that is conscious.

My breathing becomes uneven and heavy,
I start wheezing,
My chest rising high then dropping, then rising high again,
As my lungs try to grasp onto any remaining air surrounding me.

I must not over think,
I am alive,
I am free,
I am not afraid.

Then, all sounds fade away into nothing,
And the silence becomes deafening.
I lay back peacefully,
And shut my eyes.