Finding Comfort

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Escaping to a place of comfort is better than suffering in your pain...

Submitted: June 25, 2010

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I walked along the old pier, listening to the waves crash underneath the stable platform. The old boards creaked with the movement of my feet, synchronizing a song no one else could hear but me. i usually come here to clear my head, to escape to my happy place, but today was different. The salt air engulfed in my nostrails and the cool sea breeze brushing against my sensitive skin wasn't giving me the comfort it usually did.
Something was wrong with me. Something was off. I couldn't figure it out for my mind was concentrated on one thing: to get me to the end of the pier. As i walked, groups of people walked briskly back and forth, passing me like i wasn't really there. Going about their lives as usual, like they were in a routine, and i was the only one that broke mine.
I got to the end of the pier. The sea was its usual deep indigo color, the horizon mixing with the light watery blue sky. This picture struck me with awe. I didnt want to move. I suddenly didn't want to continue what i came here to do. i would rather freeze time in this moment and never leave it. But my brain waas still determined on that one thing.
I approached the splintery wooden railing. Gum and fish guts were left on parts of it by children and the fishermen who dont know how to clean up after themselves. I climbed onto the railing, facing the horizon. i stared at the beautiful ocean for quitewhile delaying myself as long as i could. i finally looked down, seeing the darkness that would welcome me. i closed my eyes, letting the wind brush against my skin one more time. then I stepped off the railing.
I heard screams on my way down, but only laughed in my mind thinking how stupid it was that these people finally acknowledged me after doing something dangerous. I hit the water and finally found my comfort.

a few moments later, i broke surface and inhaled the salty air, instantly feeling it fill my lungs. I looked up and watched the people who had just showed concern for me walk away, angry at the false alarm. I grinned and layed back on the water, letting myself drift. I feel much better now, i thought to myself as I floated back to the shore.


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