Twig
Middle of the ocean me and my self don't know to swim I, need the help Ocean is so deep looking down, I dare The calmness it got makes me feel scare I feel so small ocean is so vast If, I drown here will be my last But, I will try to keep myself alive looking for the hope with which, I survive I saw a twig that is my hope holding on to it at least, there is scope To get that twig I will go there still, the question remains why I am here? Again, i lost chance twig was a lie in ocean of truth I, came to die