Alone on the Sea

Alone on the Sea

Desperate and alone I cling to my makeshift raft with all of the strength my weakened body can muster. The sun, once my friend is now a fierce and foreboding enemy. Glaring relentlessly overhead, heaven's great orb of fire which is often looked upon to bring life, is now quickly causing mine to evaporate, rapidly dissipating into its searing rays of death. Alone on the sea, this massive body of water that surrounds me, engulfs me. It tosses about my raft as if laughing at my situation, waiting patiently for me to become its next meal. Minutes seem like hours and hours feel like days as I have no food or water to sustain life. Not a cloud hovers above to perhaps bring a shower so that I may partake of its sweet and refreshing moisture and not a single fish have I seen which might satisfy my raging appetite.

My mind becoming delusional now, finds objects that seem so real but do not exist. On the horizon, a large vessel which once appeared to be sailing towards me is nothing more than a distant wave teasing my thoughts, my hopes and my dreams of somehow surviving this ordeal. I do not know how much more of this I can take as I feel I am slipping away, losing myself in the vast dark abyss. I float in and out of consciousness, finally coming to the realization that the end is very near.

It is now that an angel appears to me, her silhouette moving nearer. She floats so gracefully above me, golden hair blowing in the breeze. This must be it, the end has come. "Oh speak to me angel. Tell me what is to become of me," I cry.

Then her voice calls out my name, "Johnny."

It is clear as anything this lonely castaway of desperation could understand. The sound brings my mind back to reality, as suddenly the severity of my predicament is once again revealed. My time is up, no matter how much I plead, this is it, the end.

"Time to get out of the pool now; lunch is ready."

"Aw mom, do I have too?"

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