Untitled Tides

I had a dream the other night. It started like the same dream I've had so many nights before. Taken by the water. Lost and alone. Drowning. But this time it was different. I wasn't fighting. I wasn't trying to swim to the surface. No, I was watching life from beneath it all. I could feel the tides try to take me. I could see the faces searching for me. I could see him try to rescue me. But I stayed there on that cold dark floor. I felt like this is all I knew. That I would always be alone watching the tides try to chase me. 

Covering my ears when people try to tell me I'm not alone.

You're wrong. This cold earth was my friend. And this view of the world from beneath life was the only thing I needed to breathe.