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Host: tobeornottobe1

My mind is at peace. 

I am not afraid. 

I do not feel panicked as I float beneath the waves, losing a piece of myself as each second passes. 

I do not feel scared of what is to come because I know that I am ready. 

 I do not try to force back the darkness that encroaches upon my sight, robbing me of looking up into the sky and watching the waves ripple above me. 

I do not mind the burning sensation staking claim on my lungs, prying my lips open and forcing a mouth full of ice cold water down my throat. 

I do not fear the water that chills me through to my center, removing the feeling from my fingers and toes. I feel no terror as my heart beat wildly thumps in my ears, frantically trying to save a body whose mind does not wish to continue on in such a dreary existence. 

I do not cringe as these things happen because I know what it means; the end is near, and I am not afraid. 

I feel my eyelids slip shut as my soul rushes up from my limp carcass and the fevered beating of my heart comes to a screeching halt. 

In the last moments before my end, I feel my lips stretch into a smile because, as I mentioned twice before, I am not afraid.