He's lost

"Where am I ?" he said, lost in the ocean.

Nothing around him, only darkness surrounded him.

His feet could still touch the ground. He started running triyng to find an exit, trying to find the light again.

No matter how fast he was, water made him slow. No matter how much he screamed, no one heared him. 

He never felt hungry, never felt thirsty, never felt tired. Emotions and feelings were eaten already by the darkness all over him. 

He kept running for days, weeks trying to find the light once again. But it never showed up. 

Everything he had was lost, and could never be found again.

He fell. His body couldn't take it anymore.

Lays down taking the really last deep breath, his face got covered by the water. While he was exhaling, all the good and bad memories came up clear to him.

Family, friends, experiences.

The last tears came up.

"There is the light" upon him finally shows up.

Extends his arm to reach it, but it was too late.

The darkness of the ocean already took him.

So he never found the light again. The only thing he can do now is to wait for it, maybe the light will reach him this time, looking at all the effort he put to reach it.

But for now, he's lost and can't see the light anymore.