Consuming Voices

I've been on this river 
For as long as forever. 
I look around to see
All of nature surrounding me. 
I lay back to think. 
But when I think I tend to slowly sink. 
Today is a bit different. 
I do not catch myself when the rushed waves consume me. 
I kind of let go. 
I let my reality swallow me. 
Forever is a long while 
So I ask the gods to forgive me  
A shallow whisper tends to creep into my ear.
I close my eyes, and I concentrate to hear. 
The voice does not say much. 
Only how its longed for me to finally be free.
To hear the voices.
To let my thoughts, and the river consume me. 
It was strange that I felt comfort. 
It was strange all around. 
I've never heard this voice before, but it has the sweetest sound. 
I guess it must have been different to let myself think. 
I don't see it as suicide.
I only see it as being set free.
Yesterday was forever away.
Only because today was different. 
No longer do I feel dazed.
Because the voices say
I no longer have to be different.