The Dream 89

I reached out my hand and called for help,

I reach out to the sky, to the people,

I'm lost in the sea of agony,

In sadness and in a puzzle wave.

I swim my way out

but get washed lost out to sea,

I scream for help,

reached out my hand,

but no help,

I scream for more and more, as I drown

I see a number,

The number 89,

It had meant something,

something imporant.

I swim and swim,

drown and drown,

Until I fall and drown into the sea of

sadness and agony.