ALL TRYING TO MAKE IT

Mass confusion. Debate.

Cold air—WHERE ARE THEY? MY FATHER, MY MOTHER?

No one knew. No one would ever know.

What happened? I've lost them for good!

Dresses swirling and men screaming and

Davits creaking—finally running out of breath…

I have to get off here, NOW.

I see a boat. It's already overloaded, but I should go—have to go—

Or should I? Should I wait my turn? Let the society women

Go ahead of a commoner? Officers yelling. The ropes,

They moan and ache under the weight.

Of all passengers frightened. Breaths enter into the cold night, shooting as stars.

I wait, still on deck. Slants are easy to tell now.

SCARED OUT OF MY MIND, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!

Wait—I wait.

The ship continues to go. One chance left. One chance.

I take it. I don't know about my family. All I know

Is me. Where I am. I am getting off this blasted ship.

Hands torn apart, husband and wife.

Separated forever. Thankful. I am not one of them.

Slipping neatly into the boat.

I find a seat next to an elderly lady.

It is morning. Thank God and praise the heavens

Morning has come. Others are reunited.

I am not. Walking the decks alone—I find

No one. The Titanic has taken my family.

I am the only one left. Waves lap against the rescue ship

As I mourn in

Silence.