Imagine your world being on the other side of a raging river and you're all out of lifeboats. So close yet so incredibly far. You try to swim, but you're frozen in the icy waters. You are no longer able to stay afloat and nobody can hear your screams over the crashing waves. Before you know it you've been swallowed and you're sinking to the bottom. Meanwhile, the only thing on your mind is "if only there was a way to part the sea". I'd stop all the waters from flowing if it meant simply feeling the rush of your body around me, and I suppose that's what I felt while I was drowning. It was you taking away my every breath and it was you filling my lungs. I finally understood what it means to hit rock bottom.