Save Yourself

I stretched my fingers out. Grasping for something to hold onto, for someone to pull me up and out of the water in which I was currently drowning in.

I waved my arm around, desperate to get someone, anyone, to notice that I was going under.

My nails clawed against something hard. A rock or maybe a metal bouy. I closed my fingers around the edge, trying to summon the strength. I pulled, hard, yanking my body from the icy water that had surrounded me for so long.

I lay flat on whatever piece of land that I had discovered. Coughing out the water that had made it's way into my lungs. People around me stared. They had seen me.

"A thousand of us couldn't have pulled you from those waves. You needed to save yourself."

I wanted to hate them, but I couldn't disagree. The ocean had been of my own minds creation, it was only fair that no one else drown in it trying to save me. I just had to keep believing that land was within reach.