LOST Surrounded, In never ending water, I look around, Seeing nothing. But gray crying sky, And giant fists, Rolling about. Drowning me with every punch, I gasp for breath, Getting nothing, But the tasteless liquid, I call out your name, Hoping you would hear me, And come to my aid, But you never will, you left me, Long ago, When you cared, When you loved, When you lived.
Nick Foos
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