I swam in a dismal nothingness for years
Wondering why I was alive
When everyone that loved me was dead
One day I reached a shore
It took months to convince me it was safe
To be on the land again
To walk, to feel, to everything.
I allowed the waves to gently bring me
To the soft promise of the shore
Where I laid there wondering
If I was really meant to be here.
The first person I see is a lie
Selling bottles of poison to people
It cures everything.