Cutting Coral

The waves are too strong

For my tired arms

They drag me under

Spinning me until I lose

All sense of direction

I reach out in hope

Of something, someone to hold

But all I get is rough coral

That harshly cuts me

As I lose the last of my oxygen

-Kel Dayheart

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