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.