"A Second Not Long Enough" by Bree Labiak cold hands grasping for reality just to realize she’s lost touch too early lovely green eyes filled to the brim with tears praying it was just a dream and she’d wake up with no more fear she stumbled to get up, she called for your help half a bottle of what she called self-help fading into the blackness, she closed her eyes and your promises to stick by her side were all lies promise me you love me she said i love you, i love you, i love you, they replied as she lie dead lightness faded in and she woke yet no one there to see how long her heart had been broke flashing blue lights appeared at a distance her thin blonde head hit the sand while she prayed for the end of her existence they had woken her from her death dizzy headed with a strong smell of vodka in her breath she grasped the leg of the pier oh, my dear… how she had been hurt nobody saw her cry for help, maybe they’d prefer a text alert over her