I picked up the bottle and the message in it read:
'I've lost my way, please help me, I need a friend
To find my way out of the dark, I walk in dread
Of not knowing what is waiting for me at the end.''
Why did it come to me, I who had lost the light
That guided me through the dark tunnels of my life.
I've stumbled blindly since, nothing left, no fight
In my bones. I have lost all promises of respite.
I couldn't leave another soul in distress, I knew the pain.
I scribbled on the message, ''Don't fear, I'm coming.'
I closed the bottle and threw it far in the waves again.
Then I entered the sea. I knew at last where I was going.