• The trees are swaying in the cold air of night,
    Wind is whispering through the branches of shaking leaves.
    The water is suffocating me,
    Pulling me deeper under the surface.
    Breathing is getting difficult,
    Trying to scream for help but nothing escapes my lungs.
    Out here people are looking for me,
    Searching out in the distance.
    The salt water is burning my throat,
    I'm slowly choking.
    Leaning over the edge,
    Shadows are reaching for me,
    Someone's picking me up and carrying me safely to shore.