The Surface

i'm homesick for a home
a home that was never mine.
i strive so far to remember
a peace i've felt before.
i grasp for the life preserver
when it's never been within my reach.
as i fade from the shack
the shack that was home
once upon a time
as i shield my ears
from the shrieks
of my past
as i sink beneath
the crashing waves
that keep me
so very
far
from
the
surface.

- s.g.

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