I’ve been here b 4
The water is cold. It’s familiar. I’ve always known that would be where I’d return....

I know it’s my resting.

I’ve always welcomed the sun...I’d wish it to save my soul.... to no avail....now I’m done.

I must return to my home. The big blue...

I’m done with with this warmth. It had helped for a short while and I am more than thankful ...but not I as I had hoped.

You won’t agree and that is fine. I’m not really gone. Just gone as you can see.

Please don’t ponder and self hate.  

I’m ok in my state.

Bwine~