Rivers flow ever forward Through paths etched in stone, reaching towards Something. Water from the dam gushes forth Yet though I swim for all I'm worth I'm going nowhere. The water sloshes white I struggle with all my might But I won't move. I alone float above the abyss Gazing helplessly at everything I will miss For the water around me is stagnant. Everyone else has been carried away But here I shall remain Floating, sinking, drowning.