the wind blew through your hair, a slight breeze danced with the ends of your dress. the calming sound of a few cars driving by. the sound may have calmed you, but it added onto the pile of why’s rather than why not. you were coming too short with why nots, as you realized that people weren’t going to stop you. your feet anticipated the fall as you danced on the edge of an inevitable end — death. there was no stopping you now, the tides crashed against the shore, willed by the moon. the stars that once resembled hope only reminded you of burning stars that would soon lose its spark, a dying star like you. the tears that had previously cascaded your face, the doubts and the rational part of your head that begged you not to do it had waved their goodbyes and taken the next taxi. your sadness was long gone, and all you could feel was emptiness. golden was the bridge yet you felt nothing colorful, you felt empty. your emptiness spread and soon took control of your nerves, and finally, as you looked back once more at a city full of lights, you let yourself free. free of everything that had happened to you before, free of all worries and all feelings. you felt the strong winds carry your lifeless body and rest you into the calming sea. your body full of alert, struggled to take one last breath, but your lungs filled with water, and you soon drowned deeper into a deep blue, never to be seen again.

you soon woke up from your nightmare.
breathed in the oxygen, hoping it was water.
you looked around you, hoping to see endless blue.
one could say it was a nightmare, but it felt more like a dream.