I’m floating on a raft in the middle of the ocean,
Left either to be drowned
Or paddle toward an unknown shore.
Panic and fear,
Like filling lungs with oxygen,
Over the vast, deep-blue water.
Scorching sun by day,
Freezing dark by night.
A starving soul in a trembling body.
Flickers of hope,
Hands burning,
Keeping my head above...
The water.
Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 5:07 PM UTC
I’m floating on a raft in the middle of the ocean,
Left either to be drowned
Or paddle toward an unknown shore.
Panic and fear,
Like filling lungs with oxygen,
Over the vast, deep-blue water.
Scorching sun by day,
Freezing dark by night.
A starving soul in a trembling body.
Flickers of hope,
Hands burning,
Keeping my head above...
The water.
It's 3:37 a.m
