I close my eyes
and feel the ocean pull me in,
the magic of what's to come
washes over me.
Deeper I go into the possibilities
of all that can be, all that can happen.
But I hear the whispers of doubt
begin to drift into my mind.
I try my best to reject them,
push them down and out of the way,
but the more I resist the stronger it all is
and soon the fear has a hold over me.
I am cold with doubt,
broken by fear
and grieving the dreams now lost.
The ocean pushes me under
with the rest of those who gave up too soon,
she doesn't favor the weak.
And I will forever be here
living in regret
and drowning in doubt.