Barely Afloat

You people talk of drowning

You who know what I know


I wish that I was drowning

Then maybe my plight would show


Instead I’m trapped here swimming

Through the murky waters of dust


The clouds and lines are blurring

And the signs I send are lost.


To you fellows who are drowning:

I sympathize indeed.


I wish that others knew I’m falling

To the waters where you bleed.



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