Find Me
I'm falling a hole;
that I can't be heard from.
My body begins to disappear;
becoming long gone.
What do I do,
to find my way out?
When I can't even see,
what's right in front of me.
It's cold and alone
from this point on.
What else can I do
to go back
where I cam from?
I tried to find help,
but no one would listen.
So giving up now
shall be the last I accomplish.
Days became slower,
and soon it had become
my time to finally crossover.
Copyright © Samara Munoz | Year Posted 2014
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