Help me, I’m lost
Her cries in the darkness
The waves overwhelming her
Crashing on her limbs
Washing over her senses
Gasping for air

Help me, I’m drowning
The words almost fading
The pinks of her cheeks,
Her bodies cry for release
with the blush of roses

Help me, I’m falling
Her arms tensing with effort
Grabbing for something
Fighting the tide as if,
She was not made of water

Help me, I’m failing
Her legs tire from the pace
Muscles once strong now spent
Struggling to maintain,
A sandbag against a tsunami

Help me, she cries no more

Her eyes closed
She sinks into the depths
No more fighting
No more pushing
No more to give

Lost to the waves

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