GRIEF Poem: Riptide, by Alyssa Groover

A sea of people
around me, and
yet I have never
felt so alone.

Everyone keeps
surviving, as if,
my entire world
is not crumbling
before me.

How do I live
in the rubble,
where you no
longer exist?

A sea of people
around me,
and I am
drowning,

but everyone
knows I can
swim.

Air escapes
my lungs.
Water fills
within.

A weight so
heavy on my
sternum; I
am sure it
will fracture.

No one
save me.
I want to see
you again.