What if

What if

The water will overflow and cause a flood, taking everything with it

What if

Everything is all I have

What if

My swimming arms get heavy with melancholy muscle, and decide to go on strike

What if

The ocean (we call it that now) decides to break the shore?

What if

The pieces that I desperately try to hold together, drift apart

What if

I cannot find the glue (or clue) within me

What if

I am separated from myself, like debris from a disaster

What if

I am (that disaster)

What if

There isn’t enough warmth to dry the land

What if

The sun –that I should salute- burns every little thing I treasure?

What if

I am not like a phoenix

What if

I am

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