An Old Boat

I am sitting on a boat that seems stucked. I am alone in this old carcass boat, very outdated, rotted, rusty. It seems like it can barely hold my body weight. I am in the river, but I am on this outdated boat. 

I can’t get out of it, it seems like I will drawn soon. This boat is so old and outdated, I have been sitting on it for so long. My body seems a part of the boat. I can’t seem to move. My legs and my arms merge with the old wooden structures of the boat. I try to move, I try to get out, and the boat comes with me wherever I go, I don’t go far though, this boat is heavy and old and rusty. I carry it with me day and night. I want to take a naked dip in the water, but I still can’t seem to get out. 

I fell asleep, dreaming of my dip in the clear waters, I was so free, so pure, so vast. The water so delicious. I was enjoying so much that I melted myself in the water, so light, so rich.

I was asleep when it happened, dreaming of a wonderful life, dreaming of enjoying the waters that where running under me. I was asleep in my old rusty boat when a storm came, when the waters became so agitated and wild, they were dark and furious, the sky was stormy. It was during the night that it happened, when I was asleep. The waters raised and my boat was so old that there was no option, I tried to hold on to it, I tried to grab it with all my force. I was afraid to die. But the storm and the waters had such force, there was no option for the boat to hold it anymore. It collapsed, undeniably collapsed and I did too. I melted back into the waters, swirling down into the depths of the river. I was lost, I thought I have died. Until the dawn came and the waters were calm and clear.

I was dipping naked in the clear waters, so free, so pure, so vast. I was in the waters at dawn with my eyes wide open, I was not asleep anymore. Fully awake I saw how I have dreamt with an old boat.