I lay ontop of the frosted sand I reach to my side to grab your hand I'm met with the blade of the hot humid air As I grasp the idea that you are not there I listen to the whispers of the past Every voice louder, more vivid than the last In agony I beg, I plead it to stop The air diffuses my words, I am the outcast You stare at me longley in your pirogue Your image begins to fade into the fog I enter the scorching, searing hot water It is too late, the mist has got her I try to keep myself from drowning But soon enough I cease the fighting The lava like water crawls through my skin And I start to sink like a melting submarine The sky starts to fade as I descend deeper My lungs start to ache and long for oxygen Ice tears leave my eyes but now it does not matter As they melt through the burning water We all are born through unconditional love But I have now reached the bottom of the ocean My heart has stopped beating as I reach the floor I have entered the basement of the god of loneliness