Treading Water

I know what it’s like being alone

I know that feeling all to well

It’s being in a room full of people that love you

And feeling utterly hopeless and by yourself

They will never understand what your journey was

What would they think if they knew where you’d been

The safest I ever felt

Was in a bunker

Full MOP gear

Joking around with my brothers

Knowing that though we could die right now

We wouldn’t be alone

Now I find myself in the safest place I’ve ever been

And I feel completely defenseless and scared

Not of what could be, but of what was

I alone stand in the crowded room

In a sea of people

Yet it feels like I’m treading water in the middle of the ocean

Will help come for me?

Or will I stop treading water and let the ocean take to me

That’s feeling alone

Segundo Juan Devora