Guardian Angel

The water surrounds me

The voices fill my head

As the whispers grow louder,

All I feel is dread.

The water rises higher,

And higher, still

The voices are yelling

They're draining my will.

I can't breathe, this is it!

I'm going to drown!

But a figure stands above me

I have been found!

A hand is outstretched

The figure is waiting.

The hand pulls me out,

And I lie there, shaking.

I look around for the figure

But my savior is gone.