On Losing My Friends

A fog moved in as we floated on a raft in the middle of a licorice ocean and friends began dropping off into the sea swimming towards land I could not see and I wanted to go with them but I was afraid and then I tried but something held me back and plunged me from the raft onto the bottom of the ocean were I stayed for awhile drowning until a molasses fog wrapped itself round me and we floated slowly to the surface huddled together mourning, waiting for morning to come.