Vortex

I’m in a sort of

Vortex. Spinning, swirling,

And scared. I’m just waiting,

Waiting to get out.

Someone help.

Will anyone?

Nothing’s the same;

Sky’s yellow.

Land’s barren.

No food, no water.

I have nothing

Other than myself.

Help.

Someone help.

After a while, I give up.

I admit to myself that I’m stuck.

Nowhere to go,

I sit down,

And cry.

Reviews

[alexlessah]

This is very touching, nice write. Soon someone will come and help you.