Drowning

I am drowning The sea lapses over my head The current pushes me further down My legs beat and bate to no avail The icy water rushes It conforms to my body In the face of the endless sea I am naught but a grain of sand Soon my legs stop As I succumb to the lashing darkness As twilight eclipses my vision My last thought is not of my loved ones But what shall become of me at my midnight hour