While living in extreme drought of lands
Sitting under a brown silhouette tree
Many questions are overwhelming me.
Am I born on the wrong side of Earth,
no one seems to understand or care.
I look at the shivering air in front of me
Must walk miles to get me some water.
Thirsty throat made me feel drowsy
I close my eyes sitting here.
Pretending I am in a land with pastel colors
I see a beach with rolling waves
A soft blue of sky and waters.
Never saw a beach before but it’s good
to be there now.
Cool breeze is touching me
I feel goosebumps creeping on my skin.
I can hear the sounds of ocean
In my mind it made me sleepy
Drifting away drifting away
Further more further more.
Realize I want to keep drifting to never
to  return to land of thirst.
Please God keep me here.


When feeling trapped, close your eyes.
Let your imagination carry you.
Pray.



Shell ✨🐚