Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Help Myself Survive

Aboard a cruise ship, a bit drunk,

Leaned on the railing, but did slip

Over the side, and went kerplunk

Into the ocean by the ship.

Treading water, "Help" I did yell,

As the ship slowly sailed away.

Had I been heard? I could not tell.

Hope for rescue, I had to pray.

Sobered up and clear thinking now,

The strength in me I had to find,

To stay optimistic somehow,

Keep faith both in body and mind.

My greatest waiting threat, I knew,

Panic, my killing, waiting to.