Drifting
Just like the waves of the sea carrying an unsuspecting boat out into danger, I feel I am slipping into a coma carrying me uncousciously away from all I love. Can they tell? Can I? All the signs were there, but I ignored the warning signs set before me. I'm on a rollar coaster that I can't stop till the end. Some say it's a phase, I say it is something that needs to be stopped. I need to stop the wild ride and be rescued from the top just before the brink of disaster. I need someone to take me away to our own little world, where I can live in peace.
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