Ben Poem

Ben

My heart started to pound

when I screamed and you returned no sound.

I wondered if you were still here,

out there, alive, near, anywhere.

But my only sight was fog, my only feeling was

no feeling. My body was numb, yet I could feel

the pain in my finger tips and the dryness of both

my lips. I doubtfully searched, but I would not give up.

Constantly wishing that negative conscience would SHUTUP.

My sad thought was broken by a sign that led me to you.

A sign that led me to save you.

A sign that led me to be "a hero".

Though I do not wish to be a hero.

My only intention was to get you safe to shore

and now you're on you rode to recovery.

I know that we are thankful and lucky.