An earthquake hit my island home,
Separating it in two pieces.

Drifting me out to sea.

Creating space I cannot swim accross,
In the middle of you,
And me.

The sun is beating down,
Your island has all the trees.

My skin is crawling, hot.
The ocean is blinding,
I cannot see.

I dig into the sand to hide,
From the pain of being me.

But when the night falls,
I can count every single star.
Because I do not sleep.

I can see the treeline,
Of the island that was,
Yours and mine.

I know you are there,
And I want to speak.

But I cannot scream past this,
Distance,
That separates you from me.

But you could build the raft,
You were always stronger,
Able to keep your head above water.

I must build a new home here,
Because I know that I am alone here.
I will always be alone here.

You don't reach out past your fear.