The river roared and surged, its current was faster today than I'd seen in ages. It reminded me of the turmoil in my heart. Mom was gone, her soul in the wind. Dad was missing, along with my brother. I was alone, in every way shape and form. Terrific right? Even those others I had met when I was younger, lost out of my life at least. I wandered most days, alone and tired, lost in my own mind. No one to talk to, no one to see, I was beginning to go a little crazy. I was hearing things, in the trees and bushes. Nothing made sense and I was losing my mind. I couldn't do this, not alone anymore.

The water surged, another large burst of current splashing up on my legs as I stood at the very edge of the water. How I wanted to go back to the beach, back to the cliffs in which my mother lived and died. The sea ha comforted me when I was growing up, now it only served to torment me even more each day. I wanted to go there, but I loathed it at the same time, I didn't understand it. How could I want this, but not bear the sight of it at the same time? Nothing made sense, and I was beginning to doubt if it ever would. Lost, I was lost.

The world swirled in colors around me, my eyes staring into the water below me, and I let myself get caught in the image before my eyes. Of a never ending current, just waiting to take me away from this place, for once and for all. I tried to keep my mind from going to another place, but lets be honest, I would rather be staring in the face of my mother in my mind than being in this place all alone. Seeing her face was surreal, magical even. I missed her, more than anything in this world. She was all I had, now I have nothing.