I hurdle through the water, getting farther from the shore, limbs splaying this way and that, and I get dunked into the water over and over. I’m dragged through the water, fighting for air, before I’m pulled up to air with a powerful wave that forces all of the air out of my lungs.
Black spots begin to dance before my eyes as air runs out. I have no energy to thrash, to fight, to kick up to the surface. I feel numb and hollow, the passion for life I usually had out like a flame.
I’m going to die.