It feels like I’m drowning,
The surface seems far away,
I see flash backs,
Flash backs of you,
You holding that blue umbrella,
That flowery yellow dress,
The day I died,
The day you brought me back to life

Here I am,
Wishing you would save me again,
Reach out your hands,
Pull me out to safety,
Take me to the paradise in your eyes,
To the sanctuary in your heart,
The comfort of your touch,
Home.

-Sprishya