There are grey clouds that cover the entire sky on this dark day. Everything I know is dead.
On days like this, the beach consoles me. The stormy sea reflects my soul.
I stand at the waters and I scream at the waves, “Why!” As rainbow memories permeate my mind. Those days are gone, and so am I.
A black – feathered seagull squaks past my field of vision and glides off into the distance, blurring with the dark clouds.
I now know my destiny. I step into the ocean….