The water rises quickly
The screams grow louder, too 
Dreams of running away seem far away from reach 
Instead nightmares of broken homes swarm my every thought 
How to servive seems to be the common dream in everyone's
eyes
How do I escape the maddness when it's everywhere
If I can not run what do I do?
Wait and fight or sit and be devoured by sorrow......That is
the big question