I ran as fast as I could and took the plunge to dive deep within, but once I was in, I sank, I realized that I couldn't swim. So I panicked and gasped for air, filling my lungs with despair. I thrashed all around and suddenly there was no sound. I could feel the pieces of me coming undone, but my journey underwater had only begun. As I sank deeper, I looked up and saw a reflection, eyes looking down, and I could've sworn God was watching me drown. I cried and no one knew, because my tears dissolved into the Ocean blue. I wondered why, why did I come here to die? Why didn't I stay where it was safe? Up on Earth, a known place. Instead of this foreign sea, where I was no longer me. I couldn't see, and things were beginning to blur, no longer did I know, what was about to occur. Life images flashing before my eyes, I slipped into darkness, into the permanent night. But then I saw a little light, dim at first sight, but then turned bright. I decided to rest, breathe out my last breath, to fully enjoy my last view, of the shimmering blue. How beautiful it was, how glad I am, that I didn't miss it. Right then I released my fear, it was no longer worth it. And when things were coming to an end, I saw another face yet again. This time familiar, it was my own. I smiled and I said hello. Then I smiled back and told myself, there's something I want you to know, you're closer than you think, look around you, you did not sink. I'm here, which means you're near. Then I realized, my reflection was waiting on me. Waiting for me to resurface, before it was too late, before I took the bait, of fear. Only once I relaxed and let go, did the light from the surface, begin to show. In that moment I put my trust in God, and then myself and the voice within. There was always a plan, I just needed to learn how to float, before I could learn how to swim.