Driftwood

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Lately I feel like I have swum too far out to sea, in the stillness of the moonless night.

In the back of my mind I know there is little chance of making it safely back.

My exhaustion in floating and paddling, I hear those in need calling my name.

With little observation of my pending demise, for fear has consumed them.

Once the rock all found rescue on, I’ve become driftwood, slave to the waves.

I know at daybreak the current will attempt once more to take me.

Alone in the darkness, I know solitude intimately.

Truth has few friends, even in whisper.

I wonder which will be missed, the man or what he has done in favor.

For few have known what lies behind the face asked for assistance.

Or beneath the shoulder they have wept on, they’re tether in the waters risk.

Even my name shall erode in water bath with times assist.

Features fading, I smooth in waters assault, little by little.

A routine well rehearsed in company of the oceans playground.

Alone in the darkness, I ponder my fate.

Will waves reflection, recognize me, beneath the days dawn.

I pray the oceans breeze to return my spirit home.

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𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 & 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.

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