To my savior,
the one who extracted me from the water
as I was drowning in a pool of misery,
And granted me the reminder that life still exists, and its beauty is not too far gone,
even as the feeling of death held its firm grasp around my heart.

My savior, who showed me my reflection from over the desolate water,
reminding me that I have been good all along.

Hardly any time has passed since I felt my veins flowing a thick blackness through my heart's chambers.
But now I bleed out all of the pain.
And I watch as the darkness turns to its natural state,
As the rest of the obscurities all just seem to disappear into the shadows,
interchanging themselves with a profound brightness.

I can see the illuminating sun reflecting off of the clear ocean,
away from the confinement of misery.
Its radiance gives me this warmth, this tenderness.
I lay my head back and close my eyes to take it all in.
And when I open them I see you, a glowing light around you as you walk my way.
And all I can hear is my heart beat faster, drowning out the sounds of the water,
drowning out what misery ever transpired.

I find comfort in the flow of the pulsation.
No longer so bleak, but vermilion.