Awaken

Salt water fills my mouth and I sputter.
I drag my drenched body up onto the islet so that I may catch my breath.
I feel an empty weight pressing on me, like I have lost a valuable piece of myself to the treacherous tides.
This sandbar is my safe haven, a welcome comfort in the vast sea.
I look out to the horizon and I am crest fallen.
The day is clear, yet there is no land in sight.
I have drifted far with no direction of whence I came.
The sun glints off the ocean waves, a sign that should inspire hope.
But none exists where I am alone.
It is only as the sun sets that I feel any warmth.
For though I am alone.
I have broken free.

Author's Note

Have I lost you yet. This is a journal still, though it may not be traditional.
My mindset however is not traditional either.
If you care to know me, find the truth in the fiction.