The moon shines bright over me, I'm not sure how it can be so bright. It glistens over the water creating orange and silver reflections that shine over my face. I slowly weep and It shows pink, then green, and some blue. I shiver in the coldness as the wind brushes through my hair, picking through every strand as if it is trying to grab me and pull me away. I lean into it as it caresses me over the cheek, gently and softly. I feel whispers flow in one ear and out the other, telling me to “let go” of what is weighing me down, but I can’t. It haunts me, this aurora. The colors bring me into a deep darkness never to be forgotten. Oh the moon shines on the waves as they crash over me, pulling me deeper into its grasp. I will never be let go.