Alone

Alone
I am surrounded by darkness, drowning in the mess that is life. Nothing makes sense, nothing is understood. I am alone, floating in this dark space; wallowing, breathing, dreaming, trying to get out. The faces of my friends surround me as I go under. I see the outstretched hand but it's too late. All signs of life fade as I am dragged under again and again.
Silence.
I am left alone to ponder my thoughts.
I stay in this hole for three years, barely living, breathing.
And then I see it.
A hand is reaching down from the surface, into my bleak depths of despair. I reach up and grasp it, and little by little it drags me out of my solitude.
I have won.