Looking upon my surroundings, blue to the sight and cold to the feel. As weightless wonders upon my thoughts, looking back in time to see. “Walking the halls of this empty house, no sigh of children running or playing. Empty feels my heart and pain to the sight. Going out every night fighting to see who I am to become or what would become of me. Gathered into the wrong crowed, there evil plans blundered. Said one wrong thing to the one wrong man. Now I’m here cold wet and weightless wondering when or if I will ever see green grass, or smell that bottle of Jack. As I break my hands free and begin my assent to what I think is freedom. Shadows graze over head. What is it that I’m supposed to see. Knowing that there is always a reason for every days end. After not knowing what or how long I have spent gandering upon the shadows that grazed the top of the water, they vanish and I then wait as long as I could before once again ascending to the top. Taking my first breath in who knows how long I realize the very importance and the meaning behind that breath. We are meant to live, and strive together in this race. All the regret that one may feel needs to tarnish away. Take it one step at a time, we will all get to take that same breath.