Sometimes I feel lost,
Struggling with all that is thrown at me.
I can’t find the will or power to cope,
Can’t find my legs to stand.
My world is like the ocean,
Sometimes calm, sometimes stormy.
But the ocean changes from place to place,
And time to time.
My Sea was once calm, everywhere calm.
At times it was turbulent,
But if I sailed, I could find still waters.
Now there is nothing but storm.
When I was troubled,
It was easy to overcome.
I would sail to new seas until the storm subsided.
But now in my ocean, there is only tempest.
There are no calm waters left.
Not peaceful, nor tranquil; nothing serene.
But not one large storm,
Many typhoons and tsunamis cover my world.
My ship has overturned.
My voyage is undone, leaving me drowning.
Every time I near the surface, a new wave hits me.
I am drowning again.
I try to find where I was, try to find safety.
I have lost my ship and I can’t see dry land.
Those safe places,
Just a dull memory.
I struggle against the torrents.
But it looks so easy to give up, easier not to care.
I want to keep fighting,
But I don’t remember why.
There is an inescapable wall of water.
I am lost at sea.
And that sea is never ever going to stop, it's there for a reason too.
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