Hit, sunk. I’m at a loss at sea.

Lower I sink, reflecting off the luminescent creatures

In the dark zone. 

Who will save me? Do I live 

With the complexity to undergo around

These cold waters? 

Suffocation, nothing to breathe in grasping.

Now, I can see it: little bubbles from my body that are

Poiseing up above me, the underwater

Respiration feels like I’m mutilating.

Floating into a volcanoes hot, 

Boiling lava, overflowing onto me. Where

Do I go to avert from these deadly gases?

The lost and found, I think about the times 

I cherish and worship, Not giving any reason 

To let my God down.