Sinking, maybe drowning

Who knows these days?

The pain is all consuming.

As I drift into the murky depths of hopelessness,

I know there's only one solution.

One outstretched hand is the difference 

Between life or death.

Every bone in my body demands oxygen,

But these demons don't give me a choice.

The darkness becomes my only light.

My fate is thrust upon me 

In an inconvenient rage.

The lost faith numbs my soul enough for a peaceful rest

In this prison they call a body.

I close my eyes for one blissful moment,

To somehow forget that they're winning.

In that moment, the light consumes me.

I can feel myself letting go.

It's a long journey to the surface,

But each second I drift closer

A little bit of that darkness disappears.

I break through the surface

And once again start to sink

As the realiziation sets in.

I've forgotten how to breathe.

My savior wears white and purple garments made

From the little bit of light left in this world.

His outstretched arms are my guide to the shore.

I look up into his eyes for the first time

And it's in that awe-inspiring instance,

That I remember how to breathe...

How to live.