Cold

The cold water surrounds my body as I dive into the water. 

The chilling of the water pierces my mind and opens my eyes.

 I feel alive.

 The quite of the water fills my ears.

 I can feel the cold deep in my soul. 

It feels like it has waited for me for an eternity, 

calling me into its depths.

 Something is different.

No air.

 No sound.

 No light. 

Just cold. 

Water. 

It feels right.

 Alone.

 I have waited for this.

 As it pulls me in closer to its center, 

the more I feel free.

 I feel free within the depths of the ice.

 A cry of a bird wakes me from the trance.

 I am alone out in the water. 

My breath hinted with a chill.

 I slowly sink under the water never wishing to arise.

 It wants me with it.

 The cold.