Pain

Waves 

The pain comes in waves. Sometimes they recede, and I can pull myself up for air. Tranquility. Stillness. I am grateful.

Then, without warning, another wave comes and crashes over me. It pulls me under. I drown underneath it. I gasp for air – for life. 

Hold on Isabel. Rescue is on its way. 

It has to be. 

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