Revived

July 23, 2005 - Saturday revived Current mood: peaceful Drowning in quicksand, i reach out but no one can give a hand I scream loud but the sound becomes muzzled, the crowd gathers but they just seem puzzled, i try to shout help but it is like i am in a bad dream and just can not be seen. i am going under fast i close my eyes and draw one last breath, i wander is this how i meet my death. it is dark now, suddenly i feel something pulling at me struggling i think it is trying to set me free then i hear a voice crying not yet you don't, i can't see still but the background noise is starting to come in clear, i feel you standing there your words echo don't go, no don't you dare. L.D.V